From a postcard
He glares at me
With an eagle stare
Accusingly
And handsome
No doubt of that
His very stance
Bespeaks pride
And arrogance
His gaze laying on me blame
Piercing, bold
Why does he look
At me
That way?
What is he
Trying to say?
That I neglect
My duty
To my muse
His story
Unset
In stone
Untold?
Image by Tamara Menzi
