I just didn't feel anything.
Looking at that picture
of an old shed.
Nothing special.
I'd seem one before.
Then I saw it.
The tree in the background.
The sentinel.
Leaning slightly forward,
in the barest bow
above the road he protects.
Year after year.
Weathering storms, and time
as cars pass by beneath him.
Not noticing.
copywrite 2007
Tamera Dobbins
all rights reserved
A contest entry
- ~Image Prompt~ # 2 by -Ink Artist-.
525 points, ended May 9, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Fantastic! I love the direction your muse took you with this image prompt. Noticing the little things that seemingly hide in the background and giving them the recognition they deserve. Brilliant work! Thanks for your entry!
~Lori
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