(photographs by Sylvia)
Cloudyelbows across
the face,
the tired Sun,
squinting
at the
hovering bird,
blocks his eyes;
Now waiting
to sink
his turbulent
mind
into the cool
ocean waters,
to start
with a clean slate
another day...
He has seen
too much,
killing,
fighting,
jeering,
destruction
on his
daily route
across
the world.....
Your poem at ♥ Braja's post was quite amazing, and it got right at a conversation I was having long distance, expressed my feelings precisely. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteOh, hello, my name is Ruth.
After I left that comment, Braja told me that you write your poems in response to others' posts. Duh, I missed that, must have been in too much of a hurry. So I'm back to appreciate it. Wonderful.
ReplyDeletewow that is nice..poem responding to someone's post...wish you all the best for the IB of the month....
ReplyDeleteso many this time....
u have a great blog..