Blue

Bass man

Listen to The Cure
Rain clouds overhead so dark
Melancholia.

Le vent

Le vent souffle doucement
Sous le soleil d l'été
J'entends que les arbres.

Rain falls in torrents,

And flows down the hilly street

Traffic is silenced.

Reading

Cool night, after rain
A book in his hands, he smiles.
Sound of turning page.

Warm day grows cooler,
Gray clouds overhead let go.
Soaked in the downpour.

Bassman

Bass notes melt the air,
Smiling upright bass player,
Spring day in Central Park.

New York City Subway

Low rumble growing,

Towards us the train blurs faster,

Warm wind on my face.

Friend

A journey through time.
Human beings just being,
Experience shared.

Summer festival

Mellow saxophone
Soundtrack to a summer day.
Crowded street concert.

She is

Birds singing softly.
Quiet evening on the deck.
My glance meeting yours.

life is illusion.
a chasing after the wind.
Lessons to be learned.

Walking

Tranquille wooded path
Trees hanging over, lush green
You holding my hand.

Deux mecs

Deux mecs dans un café
Une langue étrangere aux autres,
Deux mondes partagés.

Sometimes

Sometimes life just knows,
That we've had all we can take,
And gives us a break.

Wisdom

Who am i that is?
Why do i ask the question?
Can I ever know?

Just be

Learning to just be.

Just myself in my body.

Laughing at the world.

Driving for coffee
In a hurry for coffee
Day is almost done.

Tranquille pond

Reading room

Schenley park view from hillman library