Thursday, November 25, 2010

The Forgotten One

They passed me with curiosity unabated
A fleeting look, their eyes fixated
Unmindful of the value that’s mine to share
And the rave and excitement that I once evoked
But alas now an ornament I am, to adorn and beguile.

Inspired by Magpie no. 42

Thursday, November 18, 2010

The Old Man

The old man greeted me with hello with a course voice typical of an old man that he is.
Indeed I found him a very pleasant chap with humor.

The Old Man

The old man and the sea. I met him looking tired with all his catch carried on his back.