The world moves
In its own time
And I in mine
A dance
A rhythm
Obstinate
Relentless
Cadence
Unique
To my mind’s
Perceiving
And should I not exist
To observe
As sun surrenders sky
To the stars
Would there be time
At all?
Tag: Vancouver
City~ Pic and a Word Challenge #300
We build
Ever higher
To breach the sky
This city in the clouds
City of privilege
Where feet rarely
Touch the ground
And hearts
Rarely
Touch each other
Walking ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #204
The path is wide enough to share
I need not walk alone
I need not walk alone
Wheels ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #200
I roll along
With the flow
Some sunny Sunday
Afternoon
With the flow
Some sunny Sunday
Afternoon
That’s all there is
Within my mind
Naught but the sound
Of wheels on pavement
As my body cleaves
The warm still air
The undulations
Of the path
The gentle song
My spirit sings
What else could I need
Work ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #195
Sometimes
The beauty
Of a moment
Takes the work
Out of the job
The beauty
Of a moment
Takes the work
Out of the job
So I seek the beauty
In every moment
A-maze-ing Laughter
Laughter is the best
Medicine which means comics
Make the best healers
Medicine which means comics
Make the best healers
Lines & Words
I love
how a brush stroke
or a phrase
can create
an icon
how few lines
or words
are required
to tell a story
and how every story
and every icon
means something different
to everyone
Builders We
Such prolific builders we
Who raze an endless stand of trees
Erecting concrete towers in their place
With geometric rigour lacking nature’s grace
We sunder her, retrain our eyes to see
Who raze an endless stand of trees
Erecting concrete towers in their place
With geometric rigour lacking nature’s grace
We sunder her, retrain our eyes to see
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