One day whilst sitting on a park bench I thought WHY
Why need I conform. here today a little protest.

One day whilst sitting on a park bench I thought WHY
Why need I conform. here today a little protest.
Sometime even shadows are confusing here is one I took, one moment in time or was it yesterday perhaps.
A few years ago I took this image that I share per chance that it will inspire a word or two from those that I follow and indeed those that I do not to write a stanza or two. the power station, clouds sun-rays indeed the very man have all now gone but the image remains.
Originally this painting was unimaginatively named until a lady viewer at an exhibition named it the Assignation
The title stuck can you think of a better title. Is the shoe connected to the ladder the ladder to the wearer was it lost going up or down like much of my work questions remain. The story is yours :

Building brown with ghostly
stray beams of light.
People busy in Granite shelters
I stand beneath and ink stained sky
Interrupted by a magenta balloon
filled with yesterdays air
pregnant with anticipation of collective joy
A little brightness for the week-end
A combination of styles
coming together to form an interesting image “Namaste”
Had a fried egg for breakfast fried with virgin coconut oil the health option.
It was so good decided to share it virtually. ENJOY
The other month I passed by this remarkable place and felt my spirits lifted I share with you in the hope that it does the same for you.