Absorption
She stands quiet
absorbing the wind
enjoying the silence
of those merely not home
ignoring the shuttered windows
of those no longer livingit is a moment
of peaceful release
of confident anticipation
of shared power with crashing wavessmall plane circling
pilot unseen
is but a soothing distraction
of colors and sound
yet cars driven by
are a reminder
of movement in lifethe sliver of a moon above
joins forces with lamps
in partial shroud
to allow vision
of once quiet waters
showing unexpected forceshe stands quiet
absorbing….MeeAugraphie
09/04/08
I posted I was tired of signing as MeeAugraphie; it is true, but because my poems come from within with out planning, I suppose my signature should come from the same place. So, be they signed MeeAugraphie or Marcia McLees Bogaert, they are from within me. Perhaps, someday I will see the pattern and understand the why of instinct – at least my own.
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