Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Poem: The Necessary Poetry of Things

The Necessary Poetry of Things

All around us,
they sit, quiet,
their lives secret,
quietly broken, chipped,
worn beyond recognition, yet
still compelling.


The picture was taken at Andy Key's and Steve Decker's antique shop in Salem, NY. You can click on it for a larger version.


1 comment:

The lady in Red said...

all things have history, I have my desk for 35 years, of course I have painted it ha ha ha Nice poem Tom