The Rest Is History
THE REST IS HISTORY
one moment in time
transformed life’s
rhythm and rhyme
guises and gusts
brushed fresh pages
like leaves on new
landscapes
changed forever
until nothing of the
past remained
diminutive heat
snuffed to the quick
then reclaimed
igniting radiance
striking picturesque
stars of quartz…
began to court
lighthouses on
distant beaches
ships passing in
nights take flight
drift then soar new
heights painting prose
in precious praise
shifting shorelines
changing times tide
floating emotions
hang breathless
with every word
a foundation
sustaining
maintaining
survival mode
pages on stages
ages and phrases
printed perfection
engraved in this
exquisite delicate
creative maize
mornings of glory
nights of requisite
dreamed
feeding on images
aiming to please
swimming through ‘Corel’
reefs of perfection
his supplication
her appreciation
a tap dance
a ballet
a salsa
a tango
a moonlit
fandango
diving deep
seeking oysters
precious pearls
that appease…
the rest is history
© Kim van Breda—1 November 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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