
Staring thoughtfully
Waiting? Or contemplating?
Summer passes by
Every so often, I’ll pop into Bing images and write a poem for the first image I see, or one that captivates me quickly. This is one of them. I find them fun to do.
poetry, prose, and photography

Staring thoughtfully
Waiting? Or contemplating?
Summer passes by
Every so often, I’ll pop into Bing images and write a poem for the first image I see, or one that captivates me quickly. This is one of them. I find them fun to do.
He knows how it feels
One tree within the forest
Grasping for the light


Another Sunday
The day’s faded to darkness
Summer’s heat waning
Away through the woods
I wonder about these tracks
Are they neglected?
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Time drifting forwards
Relentlessness it’s main thing
It will always win
We can’t agree
On the color of the sky
Or whether up
Is really there
Or if the sky
Is blue always
Or just sometimes

Motion of the stars
Life is constantly changing
Though all appears still
Sunlight has vanished
The summer night’s heat disturbs
My dream’s stay silent