Two Works In Progress

Gazing Over the Atlantic

I have frequently sat
on the shore, gazing
across the Atlantic Ocean
self-assured, North to my left
America at my back
sunrise before me
imagining Europe and Africa
far away

Today, I quietly sat
on the shore, gazing
across the Atlantic Ocean
disoriented, North to my right
Africa at my back
sunset before me
imagining North and South America
far away
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An Ode to Generators

The roar of the generator
disturbs my thoughts
an ever present
ceaseless drone
a constant unwanted
annoying companion.
Until darkness
steals light
from every corner.

A flipped switch
light fills the dark
empty spaces.
The roar of the generator
disturbs my thoughts
a ceaseless drone.
an annoying presence
but tonight a
welcomed companion.