Sunday, June 13, 2010

Repose

a cool breeze 
under the deep black skies;
a million white pinpricks
reflected in my eyes;
drifting on a swing set
in a deserted playground,
a dog's distant barking,
a solitary sound;
the feeling of calm 
I can only find here,
when all life's troubles
seem no longer near

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Summer

steady wind blows warm, 
poplars bend to its will;
a cloudless sky above,
an angry yellow blemish in the blue sea;
a humid pressure pushing down,
holding in the heat;
lazy boys by a stream, 
feet in the water,
souls free to float in the wind,
soaking in the summer