Hands

hands

Photo by Blu Gengo

moved back and forth

she caressed the moment

soft smile 

emerged from under the clouds

he

wiped tears from the sky

Mercy Street

Peter Gabriel on the radio

Mercy Street haunts the flow of the day

dreaming always in color and signs

When You Looked Into My Eyes

Photo Blu Gengo

When you looked into my eyes

I saw a thousands butterflies 

Resting on a dragon

A dancer on the tip 

of a mountain

overlooking the sea

When you looked into my eyes

The world caught a glimpse 

Of sunshine through a cotton flower 

On a tumultuous day

Drift

Lie back on a 

Breezy bay

Away hidden

Drift and sway
A temporary goodbye
To small stones of July

Not Much

Not much of yesterday

Worked the way it should

Feeble branches 

Hold on in hope of something good

Family

Deer crosses the windy road

Fawns stay behind

Hearing voices

Not familiar 

Waiting for silence

Birthday Party

Friends around a table

French jazz surrounds

Birthday wishes float

Notes of truffles and wine