lizards and roses and things 025.NEF


‘I still remember..’
she whispers, a hush of wistful
reverence filling her soul.

I cannot forget..
though I cover the memory with
silent ashes left by the fire.

The fire-desire
that blazed, amazed,
consumed the body to
exhume her buried lust
for passion.

‘I still ache…’
she weeps, a single tear splashing
onto the gray blanket, lonely.

It sinks, she thinks,
into forever. and severs
the fragile cord of hope, all
that remains of a foolish


6 thoughts on “Still/Poetry/Photography

  1. Your beautiful garden must fill you with so many emotions. A real source of inspiration with wonderful pictures and soul-searched words.


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