Yesterday

Maybe it was the glimpse of sunshine,

Or the foresaken warehouse in the virgin fields,

The whitewashed shores,

Cleansed by the eternal seas.

Demure drops that kissed the weathering stone,

And told a story that no one heard,

Fallen leaves, crumpled and alone,

Passing clouds beckoning the earth.

The days spent longing for the night to keep,

It's promise of tomorrow,

The watchful trees that cried

Tears of pearls, brushed aside,

By thick and whimsical light.

Twist and turn where angels burn,

Ashes strewn across the dusty floor,

Ethereal souls whom Fate betrayed

The death of us, poisoned memories prevail.

Daylight reveries of the faded face,

Strands falling carelessly across the transparant grey eyes,

O Summoning voice that lit the sky,

Like a solitary candle in the whitest black.

A page torn out of the past,

The missing word that forgotten ink spilled in my thoughts,

Bygone dreams that never whispered to me,

Or the ever-present, eternal time....

Dream in black and white,

Wonder,

Wait....

Petals wither, my friend.