gathering lives
so for years
we have known
and been content
in the knowing
of each other.
the second hand
is relentless, though,
and for once
we must stop
gathering details,
and fix a gaze
on one another.
we must,
for surely
the sun will rise
and muddled muffled
dreams of sleep
will fade and
our memory will
be that of
abstractions.
we will question,
then,
whether we
dream in color
or black and
white.
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo taken by R. Baker, Lamberton Conservatory in Highland Park, Rochester, NY
i like to think i dream in color but there is a certain romanticism to black and white...and i like the stopping there...after knowing each other for some time...just to reflect...
ReplyDeleteso rick . . . the photo and the words are once again stratospheric!! wow man . . . steven
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