Tag: postaday
The simplest line ornate
Reserved and spare in style
The simplest line
Or gesture slight
To the eye must seem ornate
Juggernaut of Intricate
Of intricate
Each rosette
So delicate
Some doors…
Some doors challenge
Some doors bar
Some doors beg
Sometimes
It’s difficult to tell
Which is which
Until I try to open them
The Gas Bar
At the same gas bar
On the long drive up
To Grandma’s house
Ice cream, or a popsicle
An orange soda and a danish
While Gary tanked up the car
And made the windshield gleam
I drive through history
Illuminating the present
Drawing a map
Into the future
I remind myself
Do not linger in the past
I need to know where I am
And look where I am going
The colours of life
The colours
Of life
The vivid ones
Of course
Neons and electrics
Brash and confrontational
The crazy-ass kind
I never knew existed
Never thought could exist
Resonant truth
I paused. Reflected. Then, “have you ever known something to be true, absolutely true, even though there was no way you could know it to be true, because there was no reason to think it was true? Something you can’t explain to anyone else, even explain to yourself?”
Darkness gives it shape
But darkness gives it shape
While shadow gives it depth
The way lit up for me
Sometimes the path I must follow seems
All lit up
Just for me
So that even in the darkness
I can follow The Way