Beautiful poetry and art for the weekend…
Previously on the rewound world: four post-apocalyptic travelers at a café in the Nullarbor Plain have had their inconvenient truths revealed by the moderately bearded waiter. Episode one is here.
No-one disagreed. With murmurings and sighs,
they accepted that which, in another world,
might have been denied with vigor, with examples
tailor-made to create a false impression.
The waiter was encouraged.
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Another beautiful addition to Rewound World, kudos Steve!
Previously on the Rewound World: four travelers searching for a luminous future beyond the apocalypse were dawdling in a café with very little to offer when the bearded waiter announced that he knew all their secrets. The first episode is here.
The waiter tore off his imitation beard
with flair, uncovering a more modest
beard beneath.
Much more will be revealed, he declared.
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i slowly see the changing world
a new norm
where there was calm
a silent storm
the winter whispers
to the sleepy sun
it is time
and time waits for no one
i wake up and dance
to the melody of the rain
washing away
stains of pain
i breathe deeply
embrace the peace in the morning air
let go
as the autumn leaves fall on my hair
Photo by Autumn Mott Rodeheaver on Unsplash
i stood still
as the dew drop fell
on a blade of grass
that had a lot to tell
about the night before
when it felt so low
a sense of despair
no sense of where to go
about the morning
when the first ray of light
came gently
turning darkness to light
let us stand still
hear our breath
i am grateful for this different kind of love
from the other side of the earth
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
dark clouds silver rain
purple leaves nothing in vain
in the walk of my life yesterday tomorrow today
all gifts i unwrap and it takes my breath away
when tomorrow comes and a new sun rises
i will remember today and its sweet surprises
Photo by Tyler Wanlass on Unsplash
it is sunday
a day for blueberry
and crêpe and some whipped cream
a slow day with no worry
watch the graceful sparrows
tap dance
stare at the hues of the rainbow
that proudly enhance
deep blue skies
that let the clouds simply sink in
no questions asked
just believing
the sun that sets will rise
sweet freedom
is worth any price
for one can sleep
with no fear
wake up happy to
“crêpe, dear?”
Photo by Andressa Voltolini on Unsplash
as the glaciers burned
and the rivers cried
in the purple mist
is it you who appeared
after walking many miles
you must have a story to tell
talking to the wind
drinking from the wishing well
come with me to the banks of the river
please look away
when i look into your eyes
and the sun sets today
another day
another dream
another lifetime
of not saying what we mean
Photo by Bjørn Tore Økland on Unsplash
