When I saw this photo taken by Georgia at Basket and Sekhmet's Library, I had to smile. I had taken a phto of 2 payphones in the Métro last Spring. The fact that these are near such a lovely green space stirred contradictions...beauty, ugliness, pleasure and pain and this is what my muse came up with for
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| © Gsk - Old Friends |
(shadorma)
Assaults
lurk
in the
dead of night
behind trees
far from
phones
cyclists
never heard her screams
would
have dialed for help.
(senryû)
predators
always
study their
territory
and their
prey.
(shadorma)
Phones by
parks
gives false
illusions
of safety
late at
night
listen
up! one`s never safe
when monsters still breathe.
© Tournesol '14
Now to make this fun a little and give me more of a challenge, I am adding my photos of these phones in the Métro. Having looked at them, my muse seems fixated on sad affairs.
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| © Clr '14 |
(shadorma)
unused
phones
ever see
someone
actually
use a
phone?
subways are
sometimes seedy
all's in
the open
(senryû)
people make
believe
blind to
sordid actions
“I ain’t
seen nothin’”
unless
there`s
a Samaritan
does
good deeds,
calls
for help,
shouts out
loud scaring monsters
back
into their hole.
(tilus)
Wherever you go, bring
along a
friend.
(tilus)
Wherever you go, bring
along a
friend.
© Tournesol '14
Posted by Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, 2014/08/18
