It reminds me of the grand old past when everyone was dancing and having a good time but now all we have is a memory and the remnants of what had been. Brilliant photo as it conjures up lots of thoughts.
What a wonderful photo and your words are perfect. I have sat here and looked at it for quite awhile, trying to soak in every tiny morsel that there is to see~
Looks like home.
ReplyDeletelol... Detroit, after the fall...
DeleteWhy am I thinking that this looks like the French Revolution?!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem...
Pearl
It does have that post-Marie Antoinette look. :)
DeleteDear Teresa, the picture and the poem give us endings. My hope always is that each ending has a beginning twined within. Peace.
ReplyDeleteYes, that's a beautiful observation, Dee. Thank you for visiting here.
DeleteA stunning photo of a crumbling, abandoned city center. I remember a collection of them, and your words capture the sense of sudden interruption.
ReplyDeleteWe are living in a time of just such interruptions. That's an excellent way of expressing it.
DeleteIt reminds me of the grand old past when everyone was dancing and having a good time but now all we have is a memory and the remnants of what had been. Brilliant photo as it conjures up lots of thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your thoughtful response. It's very much appreciated.
DeleteWhat a wonderful photo and your words are perfect. I have sat here and looked at it for quite awhile, trying to soak in every tiny morsel that there is to see~
ReplyDeleteJan
I'm so glad you've taken some time with this post... Thank you.
DeleteI like the way you've arranged the images, without interjecting human sentiment. The creator vivid, and compelling impression.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. I'm glad you stopped by.
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