Austria
Salzach River
Lights blur
Past each stoplight and bus stop
Over top of the rumbling midnight waters
And jump out
From each ancient block building
And the bridge of lovers
As the mountain watches
And the castle too
Two Ways
One o'clock hits and twelve bells ring
On towers popping up like moles
All across the city
Reaching up for the clouds
In the old way- majestic and measured
And yet this ancient beauty
Is fronted by a fresh chemical scent
The young artists' signature
Even a small, drive-by town can force you to stop and appreciate
the rare significance of our Earth
And long after our gas stations are gone, the mountains will remain
The mountains will remember the same morning cool that blows through you now
And long after our roads are gone, the forest's trees will remain
The trees will remember that same freshness in the air which now you breathe deeply in
And long after we are gone, the purple light of the dawn still will envelop the valley under the nose of each morning
The sun will come and thank us for our time.
Ballad of the Five Castle Visitors
I.
First came a mason, famous for his town
His team's final project would be their largest yet
A masterful fortress with plenty more rooms than would be used
Designed for prominence, built for protection
II.
Then along came the man who'd commissioned this bold piece
With cape, crown, and scepter
In it he sat, and threw gold coins at all those who entered
A method that won this King many friends
III.
And yet made him many enemies as well
And soon would lead the King to be cut from his throne
By a knight of rival faction
And such meandering turmoil would continue to plague the castle for many years
IV.
Until the protection of the stone walls lost its meaning
And no man cared to sit upon the golden throne
Outbid by endeavors of higher value, the turmoil vanished
And the fourth visitor came only on the whimsy of free airline tickets
V.
Today I witnessed a metamorphasis
I became the fifth
No hammer, no crown, and no sword
Only a camera to expose this very story
Photo: Salzburg at Night Poem: Thoughts to Ponder as the World Sleeps
Tomorrow is nothing but a prayer
And today a melodramatic science experiment
But yesterday speaks
"History is coming"
(Jesus) Christ
Coral Skies
Seit 1429
the oldest bakery in Salzburg
the statues, gardens, and castle of Salzburg
