any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
interesting turn in that last line...i like the allusion of it toward lace as well...the possession of beauty is a scary thing...
This is beautiful and sad because of that last line... Isn't it strange how much you can learn from one prompt? Beautifully written!
Wonderful piece..it expresses the dark history of lace so profoundly in such few words. Thanks for writing!!
sometimes "beauty" isn't worth the price.
Those blind eyes are the heart-breaking reality.
I guess its like no pain , no gain
Reading your last line, it seems open to interpretation.However after reading Susie's wonderful dissertation one can readily see that there is a terrible price, loss of sight of the maker, that those ancients faced for having their lace. The sorry thing is that child labor as an expendable commodity abounds still in our world today.....
That last line brings it all home - the cost of such items. Well done.
... I love this.
This is brilliant!
That last line is a powerful close ~ I now feel guilty for all those who have made such fine hand made lace ~
Blind eyes on candle-lit face....that says it all...bkm
This is gorgeous...both image and words!!
You are so GOOD! Crisp image and so much feeling.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your valuable thoughts.........