Sunday, March 22, 2015

City Scenes LII: Renewed

those dreams renewed

we'll tell the porch our secrets
when spring arrives, before 
summer swelters.  conjure up

the casbah, candlelight, and wine.
this ark of vision is our pleasure.
the city is our orchestra.  music 

is the reason we kiss or dance.  
night is the cover for last year's 
dreams;  that flower in your hair. 

Photo/Poem © 2015 Rick Burnett Baker 


  1. I like how this made me feel as though I experienced this myself when I really have nothing in my background to connect with this. Great art takes you to places!

  2. Nyl, funny, but I actually liked how this turned out as well. I know that sounds self-centered, but I don't mean it to be. There is a melancholy to this image, yet I sense a hopefulness to it. Honestly, the last line was very fast, and spontaneous....not sure where it came from.... This porch, by the way, I've seen and photographed before. This time, though, the dried, frozen flowers in front offered a different feel to the scene. I love how revisiting a scene can be a new experience. THAT is great art: It creates itself! ;)