Still life ~ still love?A Poem by Jack...When its dead, its dead.
Still life ~ still love? A painting of a flower in a glistening cut glass vase Captured of a time before when the light was perfect, the fragrance sweet and the petals soft as vanilla pudding still life ~ Our love was that of dreams, picture perfect Captured in a photograph, placed in a heart shaped ornate silver frame displayed proudly on the mantle still love ~ days later petals lie scattered on the floor in random patterns wilted and curled, pale and drab, a brown stem in stagnant water, the vase stained and glistening no more no life ~ months later, shards of glass lie scattered on the floor an empty broken frame rests face down in the ashes of the photo, torn to shreds and burned no love ~ © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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27 Reviews Added on October 2, 2013 Last Updated on October 7, 2013 AuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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