The Traffic Light

The traffic light stands still
the moonlight yet so dull
night spreads it's wings
the dust settles down
droplets of rain rustle on the window
cars screeching
brakes.

fingers tender drumming on the wheel
running one hand through silken tresses
caressing eyes on the rear view mirror
flooded bright lights

speed up
push the pedal
giving gas, engine thrusts power
buzzing by like the wind, wheezes away the wagen
along wet lanes, alone the stars shine far above

Alas, a color determined it all...........

a comment

I say: Ice melts in it's own water and that is it's destiny but it doesn't know it yet!

He says: Water is clearer than ice, atleast to the eye. water flows. water can be as cold as ice and yet way warmer. water does not break, it forks. ice preserves death, water breeds life. ice grows up to become water. but it doesn't know it. (s.a.)

thought it was interesting.......

Cruelty comes in white and blue.........

It's - 22 degrees celsius and dropping.................. It's inhumane, torturous and unfair.......
But eh....who cares?

A thought

Ice melts in it's own water and that is it's destiny but it doesn't know it yet!