Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Museum

I see the silhouette
Of a lonely cathedral,
Fading away
In the mists of the rainy
Wildflower days
Of a faraway mountain town
In the Rockies...


I hear the wind passing by,
Distant,
With colorless eyes,
Heavy with clouds,
Soaring the open skies,
Like a king
Without a castle,
Like a night
Without stars...


They walked arm in arm by the Art Museum today, just the usual route.  Laughing under their bright yellow umbrella.  "Look! A few new paintings", she said and smiled...


As the rain kept pouring down,
Twisting and tapping,
Turning back time.




Copyright © 2012  Cristina Miller

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