PERFECT

bobcronkphotography:

Japanese Gardens – Portland, OR

 

The stream flows

across rocks,

reflecting the sun’s rays

along its smooth surface.

Follow the blue lights downstream.

Dip your toes into the cold splendor.

Life can be perfect.

RED SKY

 

The sky glows red

with anger.

It shrieks thunder.

It rains tears.

Lightning sizzles

across its angry face.

Wait.

Watch.

Listen.

The sky is still in command.

It shows its wrath.

Then it grows calm

and releases the blue skies.

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

 

CLOSER TO THE BLUE

 

Puffy clouds appear far and few

In the aqua sky so brand new.

I sink deeper into the white sand,

My heart beating like a marching band.

 

If I close my eyes tight,

will I see paradise this night?

It takes me back to the time

When everything had been fine.

 

Fantasy, I beseech thee.

Return me so I can roam free.

Take me back to the shore.

Where I’d been happy before.