wpadmin – Page 150

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink
–
false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

toiling at the fire
sweat rolls off the smithy’s face
and turns into steam
–
wide oak boughs
shadows
cross the forge

concentric ripples
spreading across the surface
of a misty lake
–
lakeshore
a striped bass
breaks the surface

the spinning wheel turns
fingers idly making thread
while the mind wanders
–
adrift
on a sea
of imagination

the weathered old man
makes peace with the universe
tending his bonsai
–
fiddlehead ferns-
seeking god in
the golden ratio

faintly glowing stars
the ancient light a missive
from the distant past
–
a moonless night
our path defined
by starlight

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be
–
midnight-
groping for
the light

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner
–
monsters
in the closet
only a mirror

shouting at the void
trying to keep the silence
from smothering me
–
rain falls
on a carpet
of autumn leaves

deep in the furnace
liquid glass, hotter than fire
waits for the artist
–
blown glass…
a moment
frozen in time