flower under attack

 

 

@polkspoems     to listen to poems being read by Douglas Polk

                                    Dad'sTinyHome   to purchase paintings by Douglas Polk

old bridge across a creek

 

a bridge across a creek,

symbol of moment in time,

can I go over and then come back,

or am I trapped by the decision made,

as the bridge, rotten and old,

begins to fall into the creek.

 

scratchings

 

 

the meeting

the meeting, awkward,

words unspoken,

a story unread,

silence,

both walking away,

with images in their minds of what might have been,

 

 

cranes

 

time for bed

time for bed,

though millions of thoughts remain in my head,

a journey through a restless mind,

the journey truly one of a kind.