observational (simple) poem…

observational (simple) poem…

architectural photography of white and green church bell tower under clear sky
Photo by Dan Whitfield on Pexels.com

stoic white church presides
night black back country road
saturday night
quite alone

notes… sometimes I see something and want to capture a moment, I call it observational poetry to convey a feeling or a thought, I was driving through Franklin Lakes NJ, Ewing Road, through all the mansions up there but right before the reservoir there is a church I have passed many times, but the singularity of it struck me tonight, for whatever reason, I suppose the calm before the storm as Sunday is the business day of god, or at least houses of same in the catholic faith.

post script, looking at this, reading this… kind of Haiku feel… ya feel me ?

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