A story.


Increasingly he felt adrift.
In fact, at times positively lost.
Even work no longer held his fascination,
consumed as he was by dark thoughts of where she may have gone.


Kerry O'Gorman said...

These lines are so intriguing...they warrant a painting, a poem, a short film, a novel! thanks for stopping by my blog...I so enjoy both of yours...cheers...Kerry

lauren carney said...

oh fancy indeed!
what a delightful post!
splendid! x