Behind her the gloom
of the woods and the shrubberies
the dark paths and the long shadows.
Before her the house
with unlit porch and bare rooms
and damp stained mouldy walls.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
Offline) - Published: January 12th, 2023 02:33
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The picture is the third in a seies recently completed - called Sequestered Thread 3.
Once she is in the house she will put the lights on and brightness will fill her life.
Andy
And the lights are gradually getting brighter in my mine but, as you know, it aint easy. thanks Andy.
Your poem though brief has deep meaning,
I can understand the heroine's sad plight,
But, she can go to a holy place like Church
And deliver a prayer for a bright turn,
For giving boons and also praying,
We have none else except God only!
Thanks so much M - I do love these short free verse pieces which which fire the imsgination (hopefully).
Good write and pic M. Is this poem about Miss Berles? lol.
You're confused by Miss Itsy Burle - Esque. Now theres a woman!!
You see Lord Berle-Ington lately?
Saw him in Bow.
both the words and the artwork you have left copies of here today, are pure genius Michael .. welcome back sir .. and I do so hope 2023 is kind to you ..
Thanks Neville - Im gradually getting myself back in the saddle - its been a hard time over Christmas but my family has been great in supporting me.
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