A Short & Illustrated Thought #63

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on May 1, 2015 by smpiv

WD_1F45

“Go home…..

……go home.”

A soft voice

purred.

A face cloth covers

the hall mirror.

Unreflected

shadows pass.

Slowly–

ever so slowly

I turn

To begin again,

having paused,

the long journey

Home.

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A Short & Illustrated Thought #62

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 30, 2015 by smpiv

path ddd

This path,
this simple path.
Painted by day
Scrubbed by night

An
Inexorable black swell,
pricked by latent light.
Derbied moon
Half lit

Wicked short steps,
Cowed long strides.
Different every time

Manifold shines,
Infinite shadows

But it’s mine.
My short
simple path.
Painted
by just me,

As straight
As a dog’s
Hind leg.

This blessed,
cursed
Journey.

A Short & Illustrated Thought #61

Posted in footsteps, Photography, snow, sunrise, Woodstock with tags , on December 8, 2014 by smpiv

WD_9CBA

 

How horribly

stripped of fate

I am, as I follow

yesterday’s footsteps.

Towards a Sun that

rises, I know

will set.

To know

nothing of what

falls between,

yesterday’s footsteps.

A Short & Illustrated Thought #60

Posted in Clouds, corn, cornfield, Mt. Tom, Photography, Vermont, Woodstock on July 22, 2014 by smpiv

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Amongst the corn

telling no secrets

–I’d been warned.

 

Submerged

close to consciousness,

took a breath.

 

From a breeze

etched in green

& white butter

flutter.

 

Passed out

in dirt & dung

& sprung to life,

 

Air, humid hung

brazed & burnt

by a sun.

 

Poorly kept

this furtive; this lemon-drawn

note.  Stooped & overheard—

this cricket-corn.

 

I had been warned.

 

A Short and Illustrated Thought #59

Posted in Photography, Self Portrait, Uncategorized on March 13, 2014 by smpiv

WD_DF9D

 

The snow falls,

a beautiful & baleful pall

settles outside

my window.

 

Evergreen branches

sag & lightly

sway for a

burgeoning breeze.

 

More to come

they say—not now,

but tonight when

the blizzard blows.

 

Winter weather

–like this,

lays life on pause.

A beautiful, no, gorgeous

 

Funereal silence.

A Short and Illustrated Thought #58

Posted in Architecture, Photography, Uncategorized, Woodstock on March 8, 2014 by smpiv

A YELLOW HOUSE

For as long as

a home stands,

it is

never finished.

A Short and Illustrated Thought #57

Posted in Art, Photography, Uncategorized on February 10, 2014 by smpiv

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Winter-washed

Sun, paints a

Naked gray,

Time-worn pallor

On winded &

Rutted snow

 

Knuckle-bent

Rheumatoid

Wracked branches

Glance & grasp

 

A book

Spine unbroken,

less-read.

Petrified moments,

rock-wood dead

 

One less spring,

One less bird-song

sung.