a broken clock
will not stop time-
only pauses it.

an old typewriter
and a smoking pipe-
wheres the moment?

time ascends
and time descends-
all in dark color.

gray foggy day
forsaken old stone path-
stillness prevails.

in the abandoned house
a vaporous image of youth-
rests halfway up the stairs.

when one icon
is not enough-
send up two.

fresh promise of youth
smashed and broken life-
city street death waits.

among steps no longer used
tree roots have taken over-
flowering weeds thrive.

morning sun breaks over
mist hidden lake waters-
moss covered pier decays.

beasts wait silently
invisible in deep forests-
impervious to time.