The 60-Second Sabbath

evening

  • At Sunset

    I stand barefootat the balcony door,looking outas evening  settles the city. Already the condo has filledwith shadows,some gray, like memory,others darker, like regret. If I am king of this castle,lord of this manor,why do I feel like a squatter,a pretender… Continue reading

  • Something’s Coming

    Something's coming–there's thunder from the south,and a tightening of the air,dusk–and again, as every  evening–crows spiraling downwardto disappear into hunched trees.The sky is a textbook of clouds–every shape,every color. Something's coming… Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All… Continue reading