Wednesday, May 28, 2008

clothes, trains, friends, houses
we change so many in lifetime
temporary stops
hasty summer rain
hazy lime blossom fragrance
disseminated
blossomed linden trees
was it me on that stone bridge?
dim recollection...
the bluish-grey sky
seen between rusty oilfields
naive water colour
freckled, sleepy face
reflected in the mirror
how do you see me?