Scattered Pictures Poem by Thoughts of a Single Man

Like drops sparkling of rain

riding the on the coattails of a shooting star

the images dance before me

glimpses caught in the view of the mind

seen in the blur of the passing life

peeking through the blinds of a window

thoughts left in limbo

flashes of light

in the spectrum of my memoirs

the torn reel

severed from the mental movie

of my own recollection

hover the hummingbird

as faces whip by

places slip by

through the knots of the furrowed brow

moisture drops from the aching eye

the tally of torment

and sanctioned sections of the past

those who came and went too fast

connections lost at sea

drifting free

on the frozen tundra of neglected whimsy

sweet moments pure

still endure

in the warm puddles gone

where footprints are made in the sand

for the heel still seeks the trotting splash

dashes and dots like a Morse Code

of an internal tapping finger

some frames still linger

as if the scrapbook fell open

on the floor of the den

sketched art of the pencil and pen

then collected

and let lose to fly from mountain high

as I stand on it's crest

watching them fall in a cascade of memories

an explosion in multiple directions

carried on the sacred winds of prayer

the angels are already there

sharing in my view as they watch from above

this coveted arc of love and hate

riding the twisting dips of simple fate

like leaves on the limbs of Autumn

retrieved forms of my hidden mural

like a written symphony played in silent notes

as I see them gently float

like scattered pictures


Thoughts of a Single Man 2012 tm