…
It’s just too
much,
when every
thing you touch
………..(know, new, old)
turns
to
……..ashes
….stone
……………..dust
cold
………………hard metal.
…
..
Prompted by Quickly in September, day 25.
…
It’s just too
much,
when every
thing you touch
………..(know, new, old)
turns
to
……..ashes
….stone
……………..dust
cold
………………hard metal.
…
..
Prompted by Quickly in September, day 25.
Well, it’s good if you’re a heavy metal rocker!
I like the “know, new, old” – and the first line “it’s just too” — some days are really like that – just too too! And everything turns into something you weren’t expecting. I like your title, too – comma is well placed. I do expect a heavy metal tune from you next 🙂
You’re too cute. I think my heavy metal days might be over. 😉
Ah, King Midas I presume.
It was you my dear that helped inspire my sober retelling of the Emperor!
Thank you!
LOVE it, Jules! 🙂
🙂
We inspire each other –
gotta love that!
Absolutely. My favorite part. 🙂
Imagine…that would be horrible if true and if metaphorical…still tough stuff. Love this.
Very clever.
My this is just too much too.
New expression: “There’s no new old.” We keep doing it though, don’t we? Repeating history, I mean. We try so hard to change ourselves, become a new version of our old selves, but we wind up right back there in the middle of our this anyway.