Mists flowing through trees
Compelled by wind’s urging.
Rivulets descend the glass
Warping these trees I view.
Refraction’s coloration divine.
Sunlight glitters upon them,
Moments flickering through
Greyness, cloudy murk
Defines my land. White
Farmhouse upon the hill
Calls to me, wondering
Where I’ve journeyed, the
Familiar seeps into my
Bones. Salvation.
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
Pickles
Burgers delight me
Yet there are limits for me
Pickles are evil
Together
Two beautiful hearts
Connecting upon a song
Beating in tandem.
My Mind’s Vigor
Upon this odd hour
My mind flutters gracefully
Over bright flowers.
Seek love
Cower not, fearful of love.
Rejection’s burn isn’t so brutal
As to remain empty of love’s
Brilliant warmth.
Sunlight’s Call
Always seek the sun
Sunlight through the clouds
Longing to be found.
Reflections
Into myself I dive
Collapsing my life
Into a single
Moment, everything
Becomes clear, but then
Fades beyond my grasp.
Love’s Immensity
Love’s immensity
Reaches beyond the body
Dancing on sunlight
Light, Love
Like something
Jane Austen would’ve wrote,
Dancing around edges,
Flickering, flirting, motion,
Seducing me, drawing me
Closer than I should;
Then I would dare if I were
Rational. But that mind
Sleeps on the edge of
Where darkness meets
Light.
Playing with Fire
One must be cautious
If you choose to play with fire,
Is your heart the fuel?