Jun 2, 2021

Daytime. Silence.


a  day so bright   

like the eyes of a child   

not even one cloud in the sky   

just a lovely powder blue   

that goes on and on  

yes  

a dove lands on the patio   

and eats the bird seed I scattered  

McCoy Tyner is on piano   

Miles Davis is on trumpet   

the music floats 

on the hot summer breeze   

-jobe  


Silence at dawn, silence at dusk. The moon, slippery as an eel, is chased by the sun, chased all around the sky. Here, on the surface of the planet, we watch and raise our arms to the like, pretending that we know god. There is no god, but the light is beautiful. And the silence, too, is beautiful.

-jobe






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