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.

 

a masterpiecee

paint splashed on the canvas,

the need to express overwhelms,

visions collide,

the mind steps away,

happy and satisfied.

 

a thought about our world today

the world crazy,

time never a friend,

get yourself right,

because any moment, 

 the whole thing could end.

Memorial

remembering loved ones . . . . .