A photo. An accompanying poem. ‘Nuff said.
Cheers
Steve 🙂
Wall. A poem.
You blocked the way,
a cantankerous old crone,
bleached, cracked and worn,
bitter-boned and sun-dried.
What use are you when
your gaps in memory
provide brief passage,
your purpose undermined
and inconsequential.
For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at most online book sellers.
I love short witty poems like this! Plus, the photo really adds to the overall piece (:
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Thanks, Fluture! I really appreciate your feedback. Thanks so much 🙂
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Absolutely! Happy writing!
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First I looked at the picture, which is awesome, and I read the poem and I don’t think you could have written a better poem to go with it.
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Hi Tara! Wow! High praise indeed—very much appreciated 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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I like it!
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