Photo Blog Series 32

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She felt joyous

Watching herself on screen

Eyes fixed, mind engrossed
In rapt attention she smiled!

The TV stopped abruptly

Her hands held a fist
Angry, she looked around

But nobody but her remained

When the TV went on a static
Her hands loosened up

Gently she stood up, eyes blurry
With crutches, went to her room

(http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1188054/crutches/)

Photo Blog Series 31

You, photo sharing

pop-up rhymester!

a one-day glory

for a full-time jester?

is that all you’ve got?

exulting in adulation

of ‘up thumb’ display

painstaking toil

for a chirpy convey

much bother for naught

go away from that evil

a rectangular cage

a duality so curbing

too daunting to assuage

surely, not asking a lot!

banter a bit, out of the cage

break her reckless grind

a cursed double-life

no cage to hide behind!

  

it wasn’t what she thought!

mother’s day isn’t just a day

it is your lifetime, borrowed

moment by moment

nourished and hallowed

a vicarious life – don’t let it rot!