Sean McCormick, Haunted Granary
© Sean McCormick Used With Permission
So it's come to this:
your blue moods filling the spaces
we inhabit once we've devoured
our fruits with passion. Look
what's left after all the doors
and windows have opened,
the temperature's been taken, closets
emptied, and the last remaining chair
removed. The dance floor's
waiting while I count shooting stars.
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
I wrote this poem for today's Picture Prompt Challenge at One Stop Poetry. Featured there is an interview with Canadian photographer Sean McCormick and the image above for today's One Shoot Sunday event.