Confined to it
my room becomes
my capsule
- my spacecraft
through
whatever is left
of this journey of life
dependent on reports
from the distant realm
outside my
closed curtain ..
is it raining now?
Has it rained today?
Are the trees still there
and also alive?
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication). I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
