Once came a man with head of greed,
High and mighty upon his steed.
Bewitched was he by ancient glades,
Of purple caps and orange blades.
While here he learned that riches sought
Are worthless when life is so short.
Homeward bound his heart filled with gold,
A new perspective to be told.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
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I love this!! 🙂
To know this brings a grin that spreads from ear to ear, thank you 🙂
🙂 🙂
I like …” a new perspective to be told.”
Thank you, I had trouble with the last line
The image is magnificent. Purple mushrooms, now that’s a new perspective. Loved the poem, Robert.
Thank you Don
“Homeward bound his heart filled with gold”
Reminds me of one of Katherine Mansfield’s characters, Laura, in “The Garden Party.” She was in tears after having seen a dead man (who was a poor laborer) so peaceful and happy in his deathbed.
Beautiful poem and photo, Robert!
I feel humbled by your comments, thank you 🙂