“Foggy Night in Paris” by Brassai (1934)
The vampire in your mirror
bled through today,
and took you
I’m just a guy with a poetic reply…
I tried to do a haiku
designed for you,
but it wouldn’t do.
Compliments of Humorous Interludes
You are much better at this than me.
That’s awesome, Ron!
Thanks. Have a great day, Millie. BTW we spoke of art a while back. I’m beginning a ten week oil painting course with a Colorado artist. I’m hoping to improve my meager efforts.
Do showcase some of your work when you feel they’re ready!
Thanks, I will. Take care.
nice write. Like the descending form
As are you.
Where do you find these photographs? Oh and I love the poem–short, sweet, brilliant as you are.
You’re brilliant as well. The photographs are from a collective called Magnum. Really loving these guys!
Now, if I had written that poem it would have reflected (ha!) my depressive condition. But I didn’t write it. You did.
Thank you for reading and bringing the vampire out of its mirror.
That photo conjures a lot and goes well with your poem.
The breath on your mirror reflects back.
Life on the surface
Communicates with light & shadow..
:) Tomorrow is another day for me to sleep in / blog late at night. :D
I usually do blog late at night! Thanks for your comment.
Brilliant. Millie, you must have hit a vein of inspiration.
short, beautiful, made me lose a breath.
Your blog looks great and your work is inspiring! :)
Glad you enjoy!
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