German town ancient cobbles
scattered down the pathways
of our fading past
Columbus
and the beams creak
the walls crumble
a wooden floor that moans
even when the ghost refuses
to stroll upon its fading grandeur
An awkwardly snapped photo
the lone man continues his quest
a lonely life journey unravels before him
he wanders on
the cat attempts to make a quick breakfast
of a bird perched upon the rickety fence
the bird soars
the cat retreats sheepishly
disgruntled
Lloyd Wayne Russell is a creative writer and amateur
photographer from Tampa, Florida. Wayne's work has been published in many
journals and magazines, in The Literary Hatchet, Black Poppy
Review, PPP Ezine to name a few. He's the founder of Degenerate
Literature, which is recently gone into a temporary hiatus.
A wonderful piece, the movement and timing kept me involved til the end of the fascinating sights.
ReplyDeleteI know those streets and towns well. Through your poem, I could revisit them.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely!
ReplyDeleteDear Wayne,
ReplyDeleteYou are a very talented poet, this poem is one of the 'Muse me' poems, leaves me behind in a scene where I can imagine and dream.
Thank you so much for sharing my friend.
Love,
Inge
you paint a great picture here!
ReplyDeleteLloyd,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing it. Continued blessings!
-MJ
(www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com)
Wow Wayne!
ReplyDeleteIt is a joy to see all the wonderful comments on your insightful poem. Good use of multi-sense imagery and personification to share
thoughts for our online journal/poetry community. Your good use of imagery and personification provide a creative view. Welcome to Whispers!
I hope that you continue to share your talents with us. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.
Blessings,
Karen
Great seines panted well on grounds of the Ivy covered house, Wayne
ReplyDeleteKnight Writer