Windshield of Change

Courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seeing through the windshield of change
    sunlight seems to have lost its shine
a world where stories are rearranged
    our direction seems hard to define

sunlight seems to have lost its shine
    beyond the haze lies the mountain range
our directions seem hard to define
    dreams of tomorrow now feel strange

slowly shifting gears ready for the climb
    beyond the haze lies the mountain range
colorful trees their whispers sublime
    dreams of tomorrow now feel strange

beyond the haze lies the mountain range
    a world where stories are rearranged
dreams of tomorrow now feel strange
    seeing through the windshield of change

written for What's Going On? Through the Windshield 
hosted by Mary

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Fogginess

courtesy of Pixabay

 

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes bring with it a sense of unease in the city. There is an air quality alert for vulnerable people.  I notice a lone tree and contemplate its ability to withstand change. Surely, its roots are strong.

Summer’s sunlight seems to disappear earlier these days as the hickory and ash trees transition from green to a mustard hue. Soon the clocks will fall back. I feel the need to travel up into the mountains where the air is crisp and clear.  

Perhaps, a higher perspective is needed to reset my balance as the season shifts and ease my wandering mind.

written for dVerse - Prosery hosted by Bjorn 

For this prompt we must incorporate the following line in a piece of prosery. 

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes

from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Elliot. 

Last Night

Courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

I didn’t sleep much last night
my mind kept wandering as
it sometimes does

drifting in and out of dreams
to places I’ve been and some
not yet seen

the streetlight seems to be
brighter and I curse the light
and pray for sleep

linking with dVerse - Quadrille 231  
writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating
the word "much" hosted by De

 

Shattering Dreams

courtesy of Pixabay

 mirror
shattering dreams
a time of reflection
mascara running down my cheek
crying 

linking with What's Going On? Mirror(s) 
form - Cinquain

Stardust

courtesy of pixabay

Stardust
speckles of light
pieces of you and me
vibrating into the heavens
our song

our song

vibrating into the heavens

pieces of you and me
speckles of light
stardust

 written for dVerse Cinquain - Hosted by Bjorn

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Rifts and Shifts

courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The world is in a bit of a rift
as society and morals shift
how far will our thoughts drift
why can’t we just co-exist
pondering the work of a surrealist
in the garden a snake hissed
perhaps, dark clouds will lift
at least that is what I wish

written for What's Going On? Rift 

Portal of Dreams

Natural Bridge State Park

 

 Through the eye of time
we once danced beyond the clouds
my thoughts drift to you 

Infinity

Ismael Nery - Infinity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How long must I chase the light
traveling space, time and the rhythms
of life…to ease this darkness of night

you’re always hovering in my dreams
is time something that never ends
just a kaleidoscope of changing scenes

seeds of poetry grow deep inside of me
branching outward to touch your heart
I learned long ago love has no guarantee

how long must I chase the light
traveling space, time and the rhythms
of life…to ease this darkness of night 

searching the infinite heavens for a star
one that can be trusted with sacred wishes
do life’s song end at the end of the bar

opening again in some spiritual musicality
vibrating into eternity pieces of what was
entering into the black hole of duality

dVerse Open Link Night #390 
hosted by Grace - she gave us an
alternative prompt using the artwork
offered.

Thanks for visiting - my thoughts are fragmented - hope this makes sense