STEPHEN ROXBOROUGH

the sky he contemplates
     this evening



may not be the one he thinks


he sees


hard to tell in this light


the size of sky


tonight cannot be measured


might be too much


to know


the clouds change too fast


to recognize them


the sun drops like a god in the ocean


his mind cannot keep up


with his eyes


his eyes reflect the fire in the sky


he rubs them and the fire

spreads to his hands


and whatever he touches


catches fire


his world engulfed in flames


everything bends and waves in heat


sucking atmosphere

and melting landscape


until the pinks and purples


filter through


and day heals itself


with night







freezing frames



snap shot eyelash


shutter stutter crackle flash


fisheye redeye mind’s eye


all seeing eye

all in favor


say aye


with ultra powerful depth


of stealing souls field


copy capture


picture faker


image maker


symbol taker


icon nikon digital pixel


mega zoom blow up tycoon


pop bulb flash snap


instant paparazzi


pop! pop!


Art




the great wave of dissolve

washes over us


anoints with mortality


and eternity


whispers


you are the sound


of the ocean


the space between mass


the place where vibration

launches itself


make a joyous noise


before your ghost


taps you


on the shoulder


guides you


into another dissolve


elevate your vibration


celebrate the simple


and cyclical


each moment


the great wave of dissolve


washes anew

this wonderful perpetual beautiful

Stephen Roxborough's first collection of poems, recently published by NeoPoiesis Press.
http://neopoiesispress.com/12401/70334.html

Photos 1,3,4,5 and 7 by Stephen Roxborough