Gentle lines
In weathered stone
A beauty marked
By time
Patinaed, etched
Distressed
By life and the elements
Beautiful all the more
Category: Poetry
Night ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #314
We traverse the night
Guided by our inner light
Undistracted by the dark
Nor the turmoil of the flock in flight
Moments in the Park
In a public square
Filled with food, and music, and play
I scan for moments
A click here
A click there
Another and another
Every picture tells so many stories
Though some obscured
And some unfocussed
While others extend
Beyond the bounds of framing
And when I burrow in
Ever more intimate moments
To be found
Until…
I am caught
Captured & Gifted
Moments in time
Suspended
Amplified
By the snap of a shutter
Held now in perpetuity
Captured
Gifted
To become
Moments for
Others
Experience ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #313
It is impossible
To be objective
About an experience
I haven’t had
Disorder ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #312
I have convinced myself
That chaos follows me
As if a companion
Or a stalker I can not shake
Until today’s revelation
That it is merely disorder
Of my own orderly creation
Like the roiling waters
Left in the wake
Of a vessel underway
And I am always underway
Though always looking back
Focused on the havoc
Left behind
In the lives of self and others
Manufacturing in my mind
The spiritual narrative
Of a Job-like tragedy
That relieves me of responsibility
Magic ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #311
Magic is a child
This unknown girl
Who casts upon
My weary soul
Unfettered glee
The guileless love
Which is delight
In briefest moment
Such sweet respite
From adult cares
Her master class
In living well
Petals ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #310
Perched
Beneath a sky
Of cobalt and lavender
While the dying sun
Throws glitter bombs
Off glass towers
But all I can see
Are three dots
Racing on the display
“Jason is typing”
This Schrödinger’s mobile
Holds two truths
Like petals pulled from a daisy
Each dot flashing in turn
He loves me
He loves me not
Both are true
Until the dots stop
To reveal the nature
Of the final petal
Lines ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #309
These many lines
Of thought
Of action
Of possibility
Some converging
Some parallel
Some intersecting
A disorder
Of subtler
Orders
Patterns
Within patterns
Within a cross-section
Of a whole
Imperceptible
Step back
And back again
To reveal the whole
With its harmony of line
Construction ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #308
I look at myself
A blur
In the foggy mirror
Every morning
Even after washing away
Another layer
Of accumulated detritus
Like the sculptor
Finding the figure
Inside the stone
Like a cathedral
Not yet complete
A hundred years
After the passing
Of its architects
I remain a work in progress
Under construction
In this life
In the last
In the next
All that have been
And all yet to come
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