Saturday, 10 January 2009

Twilight cemetery




















































The last of the sun
Shadows lengthen
lone vapour trails

The swings are gone
just the rope left
like the memory of a noose.

4 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

beautiful photos, can't help but think there's a story behind the rops...

Rachel Green said...

There was -- they were kid's swings until recently.

BT said...

Really atmospheric photos Rach. It does look like a noose! Maybe one of the children is missing.....

word: dings!

Rachel Green said...

I hope not, Gina!