Empty Vessels


Words fall
unearthly
seeming to freeze
feelings
into colors
eyes lost in lies
through ages

the potter’s hands
have shaped
the forms
of thought
empty vessels
known
for what they are

overflowing
(underwhelming)
hollows
filled with sound
shadows
the light has made
while dreaming

Photo “Pompeii Uncovered” by gfs 2017

Roots and Wings

distant-light

Storms with thunder roll
across the land
Lives are trees uprooted
by the winds of change
Emotions tolling like bells

Far distant steeples
fall silent in the rain
As the water pools
Running in the streets
Streaming through our lives

Going home again
Faded memories waiting
Behind doors unopened
Through decades only dreams
walked these halls

How can I speak to friend
of the sense and the feelings
How the living and the dead
Reach up in bird songs
under the canopies of green

Stillness echoes from the hills
Honeysuckle blossoms on the breeze
Breakfast baking in the kitchen
Time cannot steal you away
Home lives forever in the heart

Image: http://www.dragonshades.com/tag/sunset/

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