'I Saw At First the Light'
Day broke golden and clean with all the birds mentioning it, from the magpie to the rooster.
I saw at first the light and the lack of light.
I saw the truck and the car and the lady dog walker as I transitioned from house to car.
I saw the look on the face of the cop with the speed gun,
(I am unsure if he saw my face).
I saw a crow hovering almost still over a small eucalypt.
I saw the creek that I thought would be dry still water-full.
I saw the rocks I want to climb just sitting there being rocks.
I saw a guy with a sign saying Stop on one side and Slow on the other waving to me and wondered why he waved to me.
Maybe he wanted to feel included?
I saw the broken down car with the wheels removed, up on bricks, looking almost representative of cars with stolen wheels.
Representing them all for a cause.
I saw all those clouds,
all of them,
lording it over us all,
as if they're special.
As if they are special
(a carl poem)