Both poetry and the photograph that (demands you take it) come from the same place.
Craving Water
Lying together
bed clothes reveal a valley
between
mountains of illusions thought true.
Leaning to kiss,
dust puffs faintly
from parched faces.
I yearn to drink
even a blue desert sky’s
unpromising clouds
A wind of years is blowing.
Memories ragged
lost over the horizon
Reaching out to grasp the ephemeral haze
I find only
a dandelion’s grey ash
scattered
in that dry wind of days.
© David Cale
Namibia desert remembering the pain of my wife's leaving.
Cancal Pier at Night in the fog
Divorce
no more need be said
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