just the other night, we had our first freeze;
now there’s people all around, looking at the trees,
and when all the leaves have fallen to the ground,
there won’t be anyone around.
(the next big event will be our first snow,
but no one comes for that–in fact, they go!)
–photo by me
as a child, i would
explore hidden portals to
other dimensions–
now, i’m quite sure that this one
isn’t the original
–photo by me
in the cool of the night,
i stand upon two shores:
one is full of bullfrogs;
the other’s so much more.
on the shore of infinity,
my head begins to spin–
i dare not stare too long
lest i happen to fall in.
–photo by me
–photos by me
It’s hard to believe how we’ve painted our god as someone in need of constant adulation. In fact, according to a certain religion, he demands that you sell your soul to him (under penalty of eternal torture for noncompliance–so much for free will) so that when the body he gave you can no longer keep praising him 24/7, your soul can still keep worshiping at his feet for ever and ever. Amen.
–Photo by me
i went walking in the predawn light
(that twilight zone ‘tween day and night)
and there i found poems all around
just waiting for someone to write
–photo by me
the earth ‘takes up space’–
so perhaps gravity is
just space fighting back;
if you dare to take up space,
it’ll be coming for you.
–photo by me
–photos by me
the sun comes up
a river flows
the world turns
and so it goes
don’t lose the spell
you once were under–
recapture now
that child-like wonder
lest here today
a river flows
the world turns
and so it goes
–photo by me
all leaf-strewn footpaths
in the autumnal forest
lead to peace of mind
–photo by me
michaeljordahl 