In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Symbol.”
Ticking away
The time of our lives
The hands of a watch
March on
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Symbol.”
Ticking away
The time of our lives
The hands of a watch
March on
I
Blurted
All the words
I wanted to say
And as quickly felt
Instant remorse
But by then
It was too
Late
You were taken from me
Suddenly
One moment you were in my life
And the next
You were gone
Leaving me to cherish each dream
When I see you again
Always reaching
Never quite touching
At night when I’m alone
I can hear your voice
I can feel your spirit
And know that you are near
You are alive
For a moment
And then you are gone
Carried away
Like a light
Feather
In the wind
You looked over
Lingering just a few moments
Too long
Your eyes
Meeting
Catching
Playing
Imagining
I cannot read your mind
But your eyes
Speak for you
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Door.”
Sunshiney yellow
Assembled door of Lego –
Child’s morning play
I looked for love
Not realizing that you were right there
I looked past you
Seeking a happiness that couldn’t be found
You watched me
While I scanned my surroundings
You held my hand
When I ached for contact
I brushed it away
As if it had never happened
And when I cried
You wiped my tears
So gently that I never noticed
And then
In a sudden moment
My eyes opened
I saw
I realized
I noticed