I have only just begun
To plumb my own depths
To plumb my own depths
How can I ask you
To understand me
Tag: Arizona
Run down and undermined
Scattered remnants
Run down and undermined
On burnt red gravel
Run down and undermined
On burnt red gravel
Reminds me
Of Saturday morning
After a long week of long days
The seasons of my being
When disconnected from my body
I experience the world through my mind
And my everyday senses
As if all there is can be
I experience the world through my mind
And my everyday senses
As if all there is can be
Touched
Heard
Smelled
Tasted
Seen
Reasoned
I am out of time
With the world
Out of rhythm
With the seasons of my being
Personal Armageddon
Nothing affects our perception of living
Quite so deeply as the death
Of someone who became
An intricate part of our being
Quite so deeply as the death
Of someone who became
An intricate part of our being
Insights and memories and loved ones come
But cannot fill the emptiness
A loss of self
Nearly as profound
As the loss of another
Time walked here
Time walked here
Aeons ago
Leaving its footprints
On the landscape
Aeons ago
Leaving its footprints
On the landscape
Not to become
Icons of Hollywood
But to impress upon the inhabitants
Where the true source
Can be found
No mere recorder this
Light falls
On an electric canvas
Strokes from a brush
Made of glass
On an electric canvas
Strokes from a brush
Made of glass
Interpretations
Of a world made
From highlights
And shadows
Rendering texture
And line
Aperture
An aperture always defines
The world within its frame
By what it includes
By what it excludes
By the format of its frame
By the point of view
By the tones it renders
By the subject it chooses
The world within its frame
By what it includes
By what it excludes
By the format of its frame
By the point of view
By the tones it renders
By the subject it chooses
It’s just a road
It’s just a road
Through a place
Where the clouds
Dominate
The landscape
Through a place
Where the clouds
Dominate
The landscape
Sometimes
That
Is all
I need
A road through wide open spaces
I love a road
Through wide open spaces
Where straight lines
Reel through the changes
Through wide open spaces
Where straight lines
Reel through the changes
I love a country that is big
That is grand
Where the sky
Makes love to land
Pic and a Word Challenge #3: Depth
I have explored
The depths of the people I love
And discovered profound beauty
The depths of the people I love
And discovered profound beauty
Still, there remain aspects unseen
Valleys undiscovered
Some never to be revealed
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