Thursday, January 22, 2015

What is there to be seen?

I stood mute outside my door as I watched
the sun set fire to the sky.

Cars drove by without their tired occupants
taking notice.

Even the waves appeared to be still
under the fiery heavens.

Hues or orange, red, and pink
smeared into one another

by an unseen hand. Surely,
out there on the water,

there must have been passengers
on a boat watching in awe

as a whale swan below reach.

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