The wind blows with a crash and storms the earth Streaks of air catch wisps of hair hold my breath The ground rises, turns in circles, ascends My eyes grow dark, torsos twine together their girth Shutting out light, through bars of limbs, a death, Chain me to the bark of blasted tree, it ends,…
Storms
Above ground the clouds circled Below ground the waters came Caught in the cracks of the walls Down to the foundation through soaked Earth with sorrow and sadness while Fear and anxiety gathered in the storm Giving pause for personal reflection Held hostage in the core of yesterday’s Interior locked in its shadows, Jailed behind…
Eye in the Sky
© Dale Schierbeck 2014 See more photography here ….