Wednesday, November 7, 2018

faces and masks



faces back to back,
and masks in the middle,
purple nose,
and eyes bulging,
known the emotions felt.


Douglas Polk

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

asleep



in dream land,
she floats,
along with stones,
and creatures,
alive only in her imagination.


Douglas Polk

Monday, November 5, 2018

the band



a band,
full of creativity,
and songs,
a family connected by experience,
and talent.


Douglas Polk

Sunday, November 4, 2018

love at first sight


love at first sight,
she takes his breath away,
hoping to dance the night away.


Douglas Polk

Saturday, November 3, 2018

monster or superhero


the girl not sure whether to be scared or relieved,
wonders what is under the mask,
a man or a monster.


Douglas Polk

Friday, November 2, 2018

river in autumn



a river hid in hills of sand,
a place my mind returns to again and again,
wondering if it still the way I remember it,
or changed the same as the rest of the world.


Douglas Polk

Thursday, November 1, 2018

wondering


wondering why I see,
a giant hand,
or maybe a gorilla,
a librarian,
a dinosaur or ghost,
maybe my imagination,
broken beyond repair. 


Douglas Polk