THE WINDOW

Perception of the world outside

My life is a cramped, musty space

I only fantasize the outside world

my window is the fated release

I breathe a slice of life

as I peer, squint for hours

to a nonexistent entity

fantasy of contact

wishful friendship

the forest seen

is my only hope

I dwell upon this trance

the window is my promise

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

A window allows us a portal of time. I find myself caught up in the gaze of trees, watching how the leaves let go in a pendulum sway. Your perception truly breathes a slice of life, Betty!