Friday, April 05, 2013

standing mid market




standing mid market
see and hear the poetry of life
this early april now
another rainy morning

through drips and pauses
crowds that never cease
dragging puddles
tireless as vegetables

photos will remember 
where they have been
remind them of when when was
and they were really here

the poet among
speaks for them.  at night 
a gypsy one moment flash recalls
and will not say of one seen again

thus we travel boundless
colors, shape and sound
the world around
in and by affect

2 comments:

Marja said...

live is poetry and your poem lives Very nice Great to be able to write poem after poem I am so busy that I am not able to write poetry anymore I do miss it though

jack sender said...

thanks you, Marja
finished a book today that
i've been working on for nine years. i have a few other
writings to attend to,
but will realease more poetry
soon - best to you.
oh, yeah.