In the crisp soft fullness of the morning
As the light sneaks boldly above the roof
Breath is echoed from the coffee cup
Gently rising into the morning air
A backdrop to drifting memories
Golden days and contemplations
roads and paths that travel back,
to the mist above the coffee
as the light arrives above the roof
until coffee cup is set
Jeff Carter
October 25, 2007
Fluttering Flames
Every now and then…..
Perhaps it does some good to pause…
and REFLECT
About this winding online journey.
We have known one another
some for a short time… some for much longer…
yet do I really know any of you at all?
Only the screen knows….that you are here now…
Electrons that are momentarily excited…
Providing a glimpse of you.
Yet when this site is left, could it really be just a memory in cyberspace?
Are you real?
Or are all of us merely fluttering flames on nameless CANDLES….
…..full of light now..
Suddenly going puff..allowing darkness to fall…
While no one notices?