“There!” A landing spot a picnic park warm rock upon to roost. Here Gather the sky against a quickening heart a take off drop. Where Emptiness fills a horizon premonition of loss. Somewhere iron holds the weight present forged a forever palimpsest. Nowhere an emptiness thoughts drift to a centre free. Everywhere a salvation bought…
Sunrise Upon a Hull
Sun sets upon the Shipyard cracks The horizon Painted on in layers Weathered By storms and brine Peeling the crust From atop the snow Life is an iron Skeleton beneath Penetrating history Rusted gold Bleeds from background I touch the bark Of a dry-docked hull And the earth Falls in flakes to the ground And…
Winter’s Horizon
Icy bed of grass Winter’s silver horizon Life frozen in time.” All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “New Horizon.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.