Bridge

bridge over calm waters,

walked across a number of times,

the water akin to time,

keeps on flowing by.

 

A Friend

 

never sure if friend of foe,

missed just the same.

paintings

                                          

 

Autumn ?

 

Autumn on the page,

or maybe just lines and colors,

randomly selected,

the story never told.

Rock Formations

landscape from where I was born,

calls me back to  home and kin,

lost in the modern world,

I can't only sit and remember,

home and the bad decisions made.

 

cityscape

buildings touch the sky,

people akin to ants,

scurry every which way,

life in the city,

alive and vibrant,

just not for me.