Monday, February 2, 2009

the eye

blue wheat, originally uploaded by Justin Davis Davanzo.

I saw a deaf man speaking the other day and he had a lot to say.
I saw a homeless man who held a brown ragged sign that
was ripped on the edges and had misspellings but i knew that he
was cold and hungry.
I saw a man smile at me outside the market as he settled in to his
lunch on a sunlit day.
I saw a piece of paper ripped and torn and muddy on the sidewalk
with a grocery list half crossed off...onions, celery and diapers..
I saw a woman who lost her love just a few minutes ago
and a man who couldn't find his.
I saw wheat in the city blown by the wind and framed in blue tile.
I saw a lone shopping cart pushed up against the wall in a red world scorched with plastic.
I saw a metal pipe rusted and worn but full of purpose.

I saw myself in a window looking back,
I closed one eye and held my breathe and flicked a switch and stopped the time and moved through the last moment of that moment
with nothing more than a whim.


Nita June said...

I love your way with words handsome... thank you for them, every day!

Vintagedivva said...

Very Nice!