He wears camera
lenses with filters
to change ranges
of light. Living
mostly in darkness,
his hands are inky
fingers, his black,
bushy mustache grows
unruly. He has a
choice to make.
http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
Interesting! That last line opens to so many possibilities!
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Yes indeed! Thanks, q.
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He does appear to be pondering something. Great response to the prompt Sara!
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Thanks, Carrie!
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….and we’re left to ponder his choices. I love the mystery!
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Thanks, Bev!
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Oh, that last line is great. And your line breaks throughout are masterfully placed.
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Thanks so much, OM!
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I suggest he look at things from every angle!
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Good point!
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I, for one …. would love a sequel to this. Yes. Well done Sara!!!
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Thanks, Helen!
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Ekphratic, Good job, Sara !!
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Thanks, Jim!
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Good description of that guy!
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Thanks, Lisa!
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You’re welcome!
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