image by horse and moon
Another bad dream
was written on the chalkboard
With closed eyes
grabbing the sponge
to wipe off any memory.
.
The chalk marks are now just dust
.
...... apart those eyes
full of tears.
.
.
Whose eyes are they?
Why they are crying?
What pain they unleash?
.
.
answers and chalk prints are now pure dust
.
...... apart those eyes
.
full of tears.
.
.
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wow, that is an eerie image - I like it! Your poem fits perfectly...
ReplyDeletexo K
thank you Carin !!
ReplyDeleteit was a strange dream and has to be so intense that couldn't / didn't want to remember it. but those eyes are stick into my mind.
I have combine two different photos to create this one. I don't know if waht i do is art but its definitely Maria's art, lol.