NEKNEERAJ of Mindlovesmisery Menagerie Photo Challenge has asked for a poem or story to go with the above image. I went with a free-form poem.
Long I
survey, with
hollowed eyes,
rubbled landscape,
cloudless skies.
Humans going
to and fro,
I watch
and wait,
through rain
and snow.
You said
you’d come
back, swore
your life,
that when
you returned
you’d be
my wife.
My skin
once white
has turned
to grey
My eyes
once twinkled
blue, now
stay black
and empty,
tinged with
green hue.
My face,
once shaven,
just as
you wished,
has a
scraggly green
beard.
It’s here.
You’re not.
I miss
you.
Tao Talk 
Such a poignant poem.
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Thank you, Sadje. The skull looks so lost and forlorn, like it is waiting for someone 😦
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It sort of does.
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What an image- and a great poem!
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Thanks, Hans! It’s the first thing I thought when I saw it.
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Ok, whoever did the graffiti on that is brilliant.
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Nicely written!
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