On My Own

Lisa Gordon Photography

I am

a pitiful thing

mouth agape

begging

Crippled in

a crowded nest

heaped on rockery

Unable to move

on my own

It only looks like

the beginning

In truth

it is

the end

Ellecee

Inspired by

imaginary garden with real toads - Artistic Interpretations

and

Skywriting - Rockery

Moon Walk

We walk the summer path, hand in hand. The moon is full; it's ancient face peers down at us. Watching. The field around us is luminescent; silhouetted critters scurry as we come near. We are silent; our world is silent; on the precipice of change. It's to be our last night together. You have been deployed.

Silver moon waning

all below is quickening

leaving life to chance

"ellecee"

Inspired by Sanaa at

Prompt Nights

For Solace

For solace

I stand before

this sculpture

and I see myself

mute

My eyes, nose and ears

blown away

ripped away

by you

and your demonic needs

unmet

Made to feel nothing

but inadequate

I survive

I will survive

I will speak

someday

for now I am

a muted mouth

your

remains

"ellecee"

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
Today Karin has provided us with
some of her own very interesting photos to act
as a prompt for our poems. 

Day 16