Dim signs of life from a dying day
Little girl running, playing, chasing hoop across
deserted alleyway not knowing that these days of carefree play are fleeting
and that all too soon she will be running into the evening of a brief existence
Lonely man from up the street looks on
Bemoaning a life that once was but now is now just
a shadow on this lonely street staring at the final vestiges of
light cast upon this empty street of dreams unfulfilled and hopes extinguished
by the harsh, dampening of time
Empty cart, empty street, light is fading
Soon the shadows will envelope all
9 comments:
grey, darker, darker...then black.
you chose the same pic as i - and seems you also sensed the dying in a way...yep - grey, dark, black..well captured
the dying day...leaves an ominous tone that you do well to buildon through out...rather gritty write...i like...
Just make sure I don't get trapped after dark in that railroad car, please!
You captured the feeling of the painting...a sense of the brevity of our existence. Victoria
Another dark take on this particular work. My mind has been opened to so many new perceptions because of the prompt. It's been a wonderful adventure visiting with each of you. Thought this was a wonderful write, and as mentioned, a great take on the painting!
This was an eerie one, wasn't it? And your poem falls into that line as well. Those last two lines were my favorite.
A real haunting shot at the work. Dying day, extinguished hope, an imagery that incites the hollowness of life. wonderful!
Dark, but realistically so.
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