Thoughts that cast their way,
Crossing the chasms between
Then and now...
Will at long last lay to rest
Upon the collectors’ brass tray.
Seemingly worth vast riches in good deeds.
Yet, in dearth of will, driven by past
regret
And whereas, vanquished verses weigh
Heavily in amassed rhyme -
The muse will last ‘ever time -
Between the chasms of then and now.
Mr C.,
ReplyDeleteSeeing this painting in real life was a real treat. Thanks for letting me take a look up close. I also really like the poem along the side of it. I hope this pair gets into the upcoming book! I can't wait to make my own piece of art for the book. It will happen soon - I can feel it. ;)