Purgatory on Parade (Street Photography 2)

poetry, street photography 1 Minute
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A wandering agnostic amongst a sea of Easter hats

no hat to call my own, moments captured

hardly convey this half way house,

this purgatory on parade.

Turning, Turning…

I move through cobbled streets

and find no spot to settle

a restless dog rotating above it’s bed.

Salvation is offered

at the tip of a blue laced finger

I pass, move forward …

but give an upward glance

as Magic forms above

on this Louisiana morning.

© westcoastwoman 2019

 

 

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Published by westcoastwoman

A story or poem follows me around for a while, I write it down to get it out of my head and sometimes after rereading it seems universal enough that I hope it might also speak to someone else. One thing that has become clear is the photography and the writing seem to be morphing into one, the photograph being the muse for the words or the words for the photograph.....and then a quote I find from someone who had the talent to put what I am trying to say into a few precise sentences.

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5 thoughts on “Purgatory on Parade (Street Photography 2)”

  1. Great pic!And of course, I’m gonna get defensive about the “purgatory parade”. WHAAAT!!!More like limbo, but then every parade goer has their own view – literally. But I can feel the fun of this, the Street Preacher preaching fire n brimstone in herflower brimmed hat. Duly churched.Love it.

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