REFLECTION
GUESS THE GHOST
It was the day I disappeared.
And it happened outside the Library!
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Passing by,
I saw the imposing couple
In the foyer.
A photo opportunity
Presented itself!
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Reflection, shade, comparison,
All were suggested.
The green trees,
The threatening shadows,
The sheen of glass.
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And I would be there!
The fat little photographer
Caught in the act!
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Click!
It would be amusing!
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Later, I viewed my work.
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There they were,
The long-armed couple
With their featureless features.
Welcoming?
Or barring the way
To the world of literature?
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There they were,
The lush green trees in the park,
Preening themselves
Against the blue.
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But where was I?
Nowhere!
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So it will be, eventually.
The monuments will be standing firm.
The foliage will be growing brightly.
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But don't waste your time
Looking for me.
I will have disappeared.
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More world-minus-me here:
Brenda, whatever you do, don't move toward the light! We like having you here! ;)
ReplyDeleteDid you disappear into the work?
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Sue
And so you shall. But a bit of a reflection will remain.
ReplyDeleteYour rimes will remain. You have left a legacy in print!
ReplyDeleteI love the great shadows in this shot
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun post!
ReplyDeleteJoyce, IL, USA
don't write sad poems Brenda ..!!!!
ReplyDeleteYes, I am afraid, that is the way of the world, Brenda. I like your reflection on a non-existing reflection. Have a lovely weekend.
ReplyDeleteYour photo is fascinating! And your poem, diverting from your usual rhythms, is almost a shock! It reaches beautifully, sensitively for the heart!
ReplyDeleteReflections are so intriguing yet mysterious, sometimes we get so caught up them we disappear. Love this photo, fun post.
ReplyDeleteThrough Squirrel Eyes
What a unique and wonderful picture. And a unique and wonderful poem as well. They go well together!
ReplyDeletevery clever reflection and disappearing act. Nice words as usual.
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