Ruin
― Margaret Atwood
But I walk the path
Above the pond.
The clouds are gray
As an x-ray
Of an obscure anatomy.
I know it's useless
To pursue the past
Or retrace my footsteps in the rain...
Still, a crimson leaf
is stuck to my shoe,
Like a nagging thought―
The image of you.
I haven't upvoted one of yours in a while.
It's a pleasure to do so again.
Be well.
thank you, joe :)
@johnjgeddes Marvelous words that evoke your emotion..luv it!
thanks, @lemonchum
Thanks for sharing...
Thanks @samwicallis
beautiful poetry with beautiful painting
@johnjgeddes
thank you, @amel
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I think you just need to relocate yourself to a sunny beach and get yourself a nice cold drink!
that's a possibility :)
Potent!
thanks
To pursue the past
Or retrace my footsteps in the rain...
Great @johnjgeddes.
thanks, @ bukharisulaiman
Very beautiful and melancholy words - RESTEEMED!
thank you, @sroka87
Hopefully the you being referred to ?, is not associated with nagging? ( can't help what triggerwords do to me)
yes, that line always troubled me. When you are obsessed with a redhead, everything red reminds you of her - she becomes like a nagging thought ...a beautiful, nagging thought LOL!!
The last few words could really pull a save from a disastrous remark!