Time flows through the afternoon
In the shadows of the mind –
Yet to control the effervescent life
Secluded silence venting anger
In the valley’s daunting hills
Iridescent cloud replaced by thunder’s sky
Lightning strikes – the trees shake (so do I) –
Attention’s gaze diverts (life passes by)
Leave be what’s real in shadows walking past –
They fade away to solitude and die
Fantasy climbs mountains (turns to real)
Animated – angered – it can feel
The tree – holding firm under thunder’s reign
It does not feign (it must stand tall)
As to in the harshest times defend
The valley from the mountain
The child from the man
The poor from pompous minds
(The pompous from themselves
In better times)
Time flows through the afternoon
Despair (lost) to cheerful (found)
Exultation from delusion (the afternoon’s surmise)
Sunlight scatters off the atmosphere –
Surprised
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
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