Passing Time


July sun is more endearing than any other months
on the southern hemisphere

I saw a seahorse up in the sky
My mind told me that’s impossible
But my eyes were certain
In a blink of an eye
a fire breathing dragon appeared
There was no trace of the seahorse
I began to wonder
if my eyes played tricks on me

That was a couple minutes of cloud watching
I have a whole afternoon to ponder
under the warm windy winter sky