Harried by sea gulls
Or so it seems
Invited guests
Swarm the hands
That feed them
Harried by sea gulls
Or so it seems
Invited guests
Swarm the hands
That feed them
My train speeds through the station
Camera lens pressed to the window
Short staccato shutter bursts
Seeking moments and frames
In one second
Three frames
Find three mates
And an interloper
This image the best
From the middle frame
Captured in 1/16,000th of a second
Then… they’re gone forever
In that moment now the past
Scarce opportunity for impressions
Too little time, even
To register more than a glimpse
Of form and tone
Years later
I shape the RAW data into a photograph
Meanwhile my mind lingers
With a ridiculously brief moment
Captured by glass, sensor and silicon
Allow the words to come
That shape stories
From the raw material
Of images
Collected from
Stories I’ll never know
With my muse ephemera
I rewrite history
To serve the present
Then offer a gift
To eternity
Alone
On the platform
Aloof
Caught
In a moving frame
From a passing train
Lost
To space and time and mind
But for a shutter’s click
Else
I might not have seen
He was ever there
While
Nought but a shadow he
Featureless and obscure
Now
A mystery
I happily leave unresolved
Huddled and swaddled
Against the chill
The platform
Covered from the rainy mist
But the breeze bites
Even through the blankets
In a mood neither bleak nor hopeful
But resolute and assured
For while the train is late
It is all but inevitable
And will take us from here
To somewhere else
Where somewhere else
May be work
Or home
Or family or friends
Somewhere we’ll find
Something we need
Or let go of something we don’t
Perhaps the only value
Of waiting here
Is to be able to step off
Somewhere else
Somewhere that is not here
And
For the moment
That is enough
Crossing the prairie
On gravel and roiling dust
So much road to share
Highway and sunset
With all the time in the world
New story begins
Heat haze barn shimmers
Wheat grains ripened in the sun
Harvest underway
Swallowed whole
By the leviathan
An expanse
Improbably wide
Impossibly flat
Exceptionally fertile
Here am I
On a strip of gravel
Running forever
North and south
Feel no larger
Than the pebbles
Crunching underfoot
In the dust
And no more significant
Heaven and Earth
Aspiration and End
The latter latter
A reminder
Plant my feet
Firmly
On the former latter
Wake
Drive
Sit/Stand/Kneel (repeat as necessary)
Hymn
Lord’s Prayer
Hymn
Apostle’s Creed
Reading
Hymn
Wafer (amen)
Sermon
Coffee and donuts
Drive
Play