“We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.”
— Margaret Atwood

 

For the heroes the stories
of honour and discovery
for me the simple existence
I see him return celebrated
and partake
he has grow wiser and bolder
and I continue
sweeping the floor
for crumbs
I have no arc, no quest, no voice
yet the dreams live within
tho none but me knows the beauty therein
as I wake to grey
and dishes
where he trails colour behind him.
yet colour fades
the last bit in my dust bin
as I continue on
soaring silently.
G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Alien Posed For PicassoAlien Posed For Picasso by G A Rosenberg

 

New Realm AbstractNew Realm Abstract by G A Rosenberg