Chaos

 

A Mystery

a mystery from the past,

reminding us,

we are not all knowing,

we do not have all the answers,

much like the future,

the past still a mystery.
 

Painting

 paints on paper,

patternless,

colors seemingly picked at random,

complete,

a snapshot in time,

but of what ?

Psrk photo

 

River

 

seen only by a few,

hidden by hills of sand,

a jewel,

sitting undiscovered,

in the middle of nowhere.

Fishing Pond

fishing pond,

place of childhood dreams,

northern pike, and large mouth bass,

days spent there,

some of the best of my childhood,

I remember the sun, the sweat,

and the joy of catching a large fish, 

breaking the silence of the long hot day.