“When a rose dies, a thorn is left behind.”
~ Ovid ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in June 2019.
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poetry, prose, perspective, photography, archaeology and music
~ Ovid ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in June 2019.
© 2019 nightpoet all rights reserved
You use some great phrasing in this poem. I particularly like “the rough cut pages of my haphazard history”, it has that ‘sticking in the mind’ quality.
Thank you. Sometimes a good line slips in…you do some very nice things with words on your blog too…
“…argumentative crows
black scrawny scribbles silhouetted high
against an evening sky…”
“Ultimately, our future is like a mirror. Whenever we face it, it always reflects what we left behind.” ~ Marilyn vos Savant