Resolution

 Art by Annelisa Leinbach ⊃ poetry by Fred Miller

Tall, undaunted,

he stood steadfast,

his chin motionless,

his eyes fixed

on unseen objects

across a limitless expanse.

Hope had been offered,

conciliation, concession,

seamless, fluid resolution

until words seemed to wane

in the fitful breezes that played

across the stillness of the night.

Again she tried,

whispered his name,

proffered a smile,

an outstretched hand,

and watched his ashen face cant forward,

his foot moving out into cool, thin air

Fred Miller is a California writer. Over thirty of his stories have appeared in various publications around the world. Some of these stories appear in his current blog: https://pookah1943.wordpress.com.

See more art from Annelisa Leinbach at annelisaleinbach.com, and my Instagram https://www.instagram.com/annelisaleinbach/