stand on solid ground
bound beyond this fantasy
why the wheels go ‘round
©️ Scott F Savage 7/2020
Timekeepers,
grains of sand,
acrylic dreams
weigh upon our mind
when finding way,
running out of time.
If pulling just one
from the family,
would the balance of lives
become dependent
forever while the ground
shifts in nature.
Could a common
observer
indicate that a change
is happening,
lives once stable
will begin to unravel.
Could we all then be content,
being this our one intent.
© Scott F Savage 7/2020
photo found on Just Hourglasses
I stood in the rain
rather than seek shelter
wanted only to feel
no easy foray
no alternatives
I only watched the skies
turn gray
winds swept
fallen leaves and debris
water eventually pooling
upon bare aching
toes and feet.
My hair soaked now
the rains did well
to cover my tears
while I stood waiting
just outside her porch.
©️Scott F Savage 7/2020
Turning trauma into triumph since 1981.
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