to live alone, in the middle of the crowd, is also living.
I can see him breathing, watching, observing, comparing
To remember, to reflect, to think, to go away is also living.
To live is to live, sometimes it is intense, sometimes it is in silence.
*reposted from November 2022, edited in 2023
Archives par mot-clé : birds
#4031 poetry
photo : Nelson, marina
The steps do not change
But the pace
that dance
in a trance
they drag or
drive
But they remain the same
steps
#4018 haiku
In early mornings
we’ll be tired of winter
in our frozen feet
#3087sans parole/wordless : piwakawaka (fantail)
#3008poetry
to live alone, in the middle of the crowd, is also living.
I see him breathing, watching, observing, comparing
to remember, to reflect, to think, to go away, to live.
To live is to live, sometimes it is intense, sometimes it is in silence.