Fleeting

It’s a glimpse and a guess
at a life and a name
you can only guess at.

I’m going to guess John.
Farmer John. He’s looking
over the wall at his sheep.

The sun is warming his back.
His dog is down by his feet,
I guess. I can’t promise. This

picture is all I’ve got to go on.
It’s a guess. A glance. Incomplete…


Fleeting Moments