Monday, April 16, 2012


NaPoWriMo picture prompt

Where yesterday’s zephyrs
Flirted on meadows
Teasing the clover and tender wheat
You crowd against veiled
Ephemeral shadows
Of dark and light; waking and sleep

No flagrant wrath
No indifference
Nor riveting contrails, no lambent glow
To mark the path
Of your intent
You come, breath-pause…and then you go

You blur images
Stored in my thought
A river of perpetual flow
Reminding me that
I am caught
In moment-tides of ‘come and go’

1 comment:

Thank-you for stopping by my porch! I hope you were blessed!