Tuesdays: much to do
In this busyness, purpose
Seeking out value
poetry, prose, and photography

This sound
Laughing children
Always a delightful way
To awaken

This sparkling gem Summer’s glory is fading Moments of sunlight

Arrogance’s ease
Our superiority
Disconnecting us
Five days have now passed
And another week ending
Time for a reboot

Morning
Sleep, awake
A subtle dance
Between states
Unwilling to choose
Not just yet
Not just
Yet
I don’t understand
What life in New York is like
Cultures intersect

Now facing westwards
Glory bursting through the trees
Cool air satisfies