Looking Out Of The Window

Looking Out Of the Window by EKPoet

ABOUT EKPOET EKPoet is a habitual writer for many many years now. He started writing stories when he was ten, and then became interested in poetry in high school and college. He studied english poetry in college, has a degree in english, and did his thesis on comparing the poetry of W B Yeats and Seaumus Heaney. He has been writing poetry for 27 years, has completed two books, which are currently being posted, and is writing short stories currently. He loves music, art, travel, and literature and always can be found poolside with a book of some kind or other. Portfolio | Become A Fan

I am thinking of leaves of flowers of pieces of paper Crumpled up into wastebaskets and carried away Down the street, across the state, across the world I am watching wind blowing around the street All the discarded sandwich wrappers, the empty coffee cups You are reading the newspaper I am thinking of driving away, to the White Mountains, Hundreds of miles away, thousands of feet high, With all of their distant rocks bared at the summit You are watching television I am thinking of the flowers that you planted Outside in the backyard that bloomed in the spring You are just looking out of the window I am watching the clouds in their light, The airplanes on their fantastic journies, You don't say anything. I see that the cards of your solitaire game Make red and black squares on the coffee table, A secret message in upturned numbers And Jacks and Queens placed next to each other. You keep playing.