I once witnessed a strange moment for a second before it was gone.
It stood high upon a rocky cliff one dewy early morn.
It stood proudly grinning wide at all that its eyes did see,
And when I blinked to look again, that moment was lost to me.
I waited for it for many days, and yet it never returned,
I spoke of it to all my friends as the four seasons turned.
I described the ghostly apparition as a waning blue cloud,
And went back to that rocky cliff as often as my days allowed.
But the moment never visited or showed it’s face again,
It hid among the cliffs alone, through the snow and rain.
It knew that I was searching for the ghostly blue above,
For that indescribable moment, I resigned to call it love.
To take a walk along the sea
Pick up a rock and easily
Skip it along that lonely breeze
Forget me not’s
Left me broken down and fraught
They cause me anxiety a lot
Those painful, nagging, silly thoughts
A blissful walk
A silent talk
A solitary bird separated from its flock
Calm and peaceful, it wasn’t in shock
Just walked its lonely, silly walk