time paused,
a brief second,
but still
life photos
being framed before
the real could develop

a blurred moment in motion,
the gesture,
wild waves woven while in verse,
unrehersable themes
torn together,
weathered waters wane in flux,
hiding the tides
in the brief suspension were momentum meets gravity,
holding onto shore
i thought i can't ignore.
Reaching for the sun
one may forget
the feet which
ground him
Last edited by bigbirdfan at Jul 12, 2010,