Thursday, September 23, 2010

In the Morning

I put the sky away
after falling in to
the same pattern
of waiting for a different result
with out changing my approach.
I studied fields,
but those left to.

Sometimes, in the morning,
I'll wait just a few seconds more
as the light slowly changes
and it brightens each nerve
of the houses on the slow descent
down the hill.

It's the only thing you can do,
being morning and all.

3 comments:

Angel said...

I like this. I like everything you have been writing lately- they have a nice feeling to them.

heather said...

Thanks, Angel. You and I are on the same grid with this western stuff.

Angel said...

Yep. And you are REALLY on it right now.

I am heading off on another quick Montana pilgrimage next week- I'm thinking no camera, just drawings and diagrams this time. I'm sorry I missed your art opening last week- I have been having a minor ongoing health issue that leaves me exhausted all the time and totally lame as far as follow-through goes.