Monday, August 29, 2011

Him in the Middle

A black silhouette appears in the middle of the plants.
I caught his outline at a quick glance.
There are other around but I focus on him.
The scenery here seems really quite grim.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Flower Bed Head

I see an old man.
See him with me if you can.
He has bulging eyes and a big bald head.
I found him behind the old bike shed.
Everyone thought that the roses were dead.
But, they didn't look close at the flower bed.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Big Red Pipe

He wears a small cap and smokes a red pipe.
He fits right in with the others his type.
His face is endearing, he holds very still.
His stories are good, I named him Bill.

Monday, August 1, 2011

The Day Her Wings Got Stuck

A photograph of her makes it easy to see.
Why I am in love with photography.