Poetry – Page 191 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

May’s Last Day

This month’s one last day

So much potential has passed

This day can still be seized

the day begins

morning’s power embraces

coffee: come fuel me!

Inspired by sunlight

I walk through the morn

I’m matched step for step

I sit with my tea

The well kept garden beckons

Grasses at perfect angles

Greeted by grey skies
Whispers of rain on the wind
Noise of life: awake

Nightfall has arrived
The end of this perfect day
Sunlight shifting to rain

A girl at the beach
Carrying a water bucket
Flicking water from
Her fingers
A baptism

As I remember
Those lights stolen by our wars
Praying that we’ve learned

In Flanders fields
Amidst poppies and lark song
Lie our lost lessons

The past holds much wisdom
Ignoring it has grave risks
Ignorance delights