Photograph, Poetry

Chasing the Sun

Like the winds
that blow unceasingly.
Down the corridors
of our fragile minds.

Never to return.
It is gone, gone, gone.
So why try to go back?

Our hoped for
future lies ahead.
We must move forward,
chasing the sun.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

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Adventure, Photograph, Poetry

Just Another Saturday

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Chasing the wind,
as it swirls and moans.
As ominous dark clouds
stream across the sky.
Hiding a velvet blanket of eternal blue.

Rolling on dusty trails,
that seemingly lead nowhere.
As blood slowly drips red
down ever pistoning knees.
Midst tortured lungs and raged breath.

Shredding the downhills,
over scattered rocks and roots.
As a the late evening light
plays hide and seek.
Just another Saturday mountain bike ride.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

What did you do today?

Poetry

Black and White

imageBlack and white
Wrong and right
Truth lies just beyond our sight

Beauty and grace
Leather and lace
Mercy takes judgements place

Light and dark
Shadows and sparks
Eternal love traces a slow arc

~Mark Schutter ©2015

I sometimes just don’t get it. If we all make up our own versions of what is right or wrong (black or white) then it seems we are left with a muddied shade of gray. What are your thoughts on this?

Photograph, Poetry

Lingering, On the Edge of Forever

Haunting
Emerald eyes
Seductive
Ruby lips
A look, A smile
A moment
We were left
Lingering,
On the edge of forever

Holding on
Heartbeats
Holding in
Breathless
A glance, A chance
A moment
We lived there
Lingering,
On the edge of forever

Blank
Lifeless eyes
Cold
Blue lips
A stare, A vacancy
A moment
That captured life
Lingering,
On the edge of forever

For Love
Gratitude
From Grace
Blessed
A hope, A mercy
A light
Shines on us
Lingering,
On the edge of forever

~Mark Schutter ©2015
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