As I look upwards
Orion’s belt reminds me
This stargazing youth
So many memories, laying in the grass, eyes skyward, my dreams moving at lightspeed.
poetry, prose, and photography
Walking upon old roads
My childhood feet trode.
Memories, feelings lurking
Forgotten flit forth, bird-like;
A flicker upon consciousness
Vanishing like morning fog
Leaving no trace save the
Dream-like phantom reflection
Of my youth.
Youth inspires me.
Faces forces intending
On destroying their dreams.
Resisting that force
Believing in their dreamer
Never to wither.