The Whistle House

Looking beyond the journey

A long yawn in the whistle house of excitement
I'm counting till April,
April on my mind in the coming song,
I hear a resurgence in the middle of my soul
Adventure begs for a chance to grow
I stand still watching it grow
My eyes stare at the beauty of it all
Clink, click, click,
Camera stands atop the moon
Come April I will escape routine
and the scourge of yesterday's noon.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

KL I'm getting to know you. Thank you for the compliment. There are many a fine writer here. You are one of them!

[Alfred Kukitz]

I must be taking after you Sami. Your elegant words & ideas must be from the gates of heaven. Thanks for the visit.

[Lyn Anderson]

A very lovely piece, with a little of everything and not too much anything -- here's to hunkering down and dreaming of spring.

[Sami Khalil]

"I stand still watching it grow
My eyes stare at the beauty of it all
Clink, click, click,
Camera stands atop the moon"

There is beauty to your style and gentleness to your images. Your writes are not the routine...:)...............

[Alfred Kukitz]

I'm doing morning dishes when the first line crossed my head. I stopped immediately to see where it took me. Thanks Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

beyond this life is a better one i believe...one much like april that will rain peace and contentment.

"April, come she will, when streams are ripe and filled with rain" (S&G)

i like that Camera sitting on top of the moon.---nice image there.