alguae’s print, Wellington, June 2018, canon, ©Sylvie G
She hoped she could
leave the ghosts
where she had put them
at the bottom of the well
of her unconscious mind
but they come back
whether she wants it or not
sometimes during the day
often during the night
sad troubadours of her troubles
Poignant
Thank you Derrick 😊
Ah, the ghosts. Often it’s an ambush. That’s a really nice photo.
Wise words.Thank you arlingwoman.