For Jane

artwork and photography by Ginny Benton

 

 

Alone in pastel shades of hushed reverie

Warmed in cloak of leather-bound companion

Seen only through the spaniel’s drooping lid

Skittish fingers pick scabs of spirit gum

Rude remains of a face discarded

Hanging lifeless on vanity’s edge

 

She lives alone ‘neath  purple heather

Dried and thatched tight against the fall rains

Layered walls of earth-toned clay

Repel the chilling breath of woolfen wind

Steeled by Eyre’s solemn resolve

She waits for a faceless stranger

 

 

 

Keyword:Facade

About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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7 Responses to For Jane

  1. Hmmmm…what does it mean Phil? Who is Jane? Maybe you don’t want to say..

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