Poems
No change in appearance (about
coming into the season Spring)
Coming into a new season
suspended in moment towards
watching the poles swap places
the shorter day becoming the longer day
the sun melts the ice
my coldness is caught up in a heat
blinded by the bright glaze of early afternoon
watching flower buds push open
nice to see this happen
but walking around sometimes a lot doesn't seem to have changed
so what's the deal behind the changes in the season when walking around
all over the place, everyday situations stay intact whatever the weather
the unimaginable change is out of range, which is quite strange
because you see the cycle of seasons change across interval periods
but every time I see you, you say hello and goodbye in the same fashion
it's quite a distinction knowing whatever the change in the air
everyday situations bare not a feel to deal with things differently
either because it doesn't have the purpose to do so
or the purpose has no effect
so intersect all you want
it seems change has a timeless moment
and is nowhere to be seen and will remain always
by Meshach R Brencher