Fortuna’s Lament

the complexity
of humanity gone astray
litters sacred ground.
we see what’s left of us
through stained (glass) windows,
pretending to know
the essence of it all.
Fortuna
bows her head in shame
and turns her gaze
(along with her much desired smile)
elsewhere.

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Today there’s a photo prompt over at dVerse – we are invited to write poems to Terry S. Amstutz’s wonderful photo art. This is what I came up with – didn’t think it would turn out to be so dark…

photo credits: mobiusfaith.wordpress.com 

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