The Last Worshipper

For Kerry’s prompt at Real Toads, Art/Flash 55.  Featuring the art of Tomasz Zaczeniuk, surreal artist and photographer from Poland.

The Last Worshipper

“Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Dorian Gray heaved a deep rattling sigh –
He stood at the door of the temple. He was the last
person on earth he reckoned.
First the oceans flooded from all of the melted arctic ice.
Then the heat of the sun burned the seas to sand.
What good is living forever if one is alone?
He remembered this beach’s name – Whitby.
He called to mind the brightly colored bath houses.
Now all was silent.
He might as well go inside and go to sleep.
Hopefully he would sleep forever.

Tomasz Zaczeniuk, The Temple
used by permission from the artist

The Deer

A second one for Margaret’s prompt.  this one has meaning.  THE REAL POEM IS NOT THIS ONE!!!!  My links are all mixed up.  sorry.  The Real Poem is Toni S The Real poem.  Sorry folks.  My brain has gone north for the summer.

used by permission. Toril Fisher artist

The Deer
He feels himself vanishing –
each day, each month, each year
he is diminished.
Every painting done,
every laser copy printed and sold
and framed in an elaborate artsy
or rustic frame.
He is not happy.
His world is vanishing in front of his eyes.
He wonders if each day will be his last.

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