Over a deep blue sky silently…
black clouds rise like giant mountains
staring at me like decisions,
waiting to be made…
rows of trees, menacing,
bizarre shadows, clad in fainting red
from the dying sun…
My thoughts wander in this sleepy silence,
run away from tomorrow…
A shrieking horn, angry shouts, a blinding light,
breaks tearing apart this peace
like gunfire in a war…
A car, like a tank cutting the darkness,
races past before I can breathe,
a storm blowing me aside,
into the arms of an ivy hedge…
two velvet eyes meet mine
a greeting, a thank you without words,
the graceful form leaps across
and dances away,
swallowed by the sheltering night


Sybille (Sydney) Krivenko 2007