Melancholic still

Black and white melancholy

I could see in the leaves

what was visible in the clouds

A kind of you from distant sounds

a seashore of oblivion

a land of dreams

you drift upon

gaping the gulf of yesterday –

– a birthday on a Saturday.

 –

I dared look deeper in the darkness

through the grey mist of growing fall

trying to at least touch the era

of former you –

maimed by your words

and by my songs.

 –

You’ve always seen in whites and blacks,

smiling tenderly at my colors,

you’ve loved your blue

perhaps you’ll still do

once scent from oceans

floods your thoughts.

Photo – Paula Gecan

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