This passageway legacy
this poets quest
compensation for misdeeds long ago.
Am I not the arbitrary construction of nothing
but an answer to the landscape?
I speculate the consequence of my presence here
with tales passed down through the ages
the pageant of life.
Shall I glorify this simple door
or brazenly pass through it?
Love these photos! The chippy paint gives the door soo much character!
ReplyDeleteHey, I am not a poet, but I tried! I went for the door being a character, not just having some. As I said, I am not a poet. And dang...55 words is hard!
ReplyDeleteWow, you're a gorgeous poet!
ReplyDeleteI loved the pictures and the poem.
hugh carioca