Silhouettes

Silhouettes of faces on caravel circus tents
The people I have known
The valleys on a roller coaster
Are all at ground level
As people look up in anticipation

A silhouette in the forest as the sun sinks down
Faces in the shadows
Eyes asking why
Everyone a reflection
Questions still being asked

Silhouettes of cars along the highway
Eyes in the window shields as they pass
Walking down the centre line
As the semi s comb by
No duets singing about pity

Silhouettes in the clouds
The brush of an artist called nature
Making painters’ bitter inaptitude
The taste never sweet
Missing the voice of intelligence