Her foot friend playing hide and seek

Took this image, while rushing about my house, rushing about with words and mental notes.
And this goes without saying, that image taken always inspires, provokes, so as to say, to think and write and scribble and scratch about.

Here goes, the final draft of all such endeavor...

She has left them alone

In the dull alley,

that links the outer world

With the inner hive.

They sit there forlorn

After a trip to the market,

The grocery

And the tarnished gossip hubs around.

Perhaps they even

Had a rest outside the temple steps,

But who knows for how long.

Of late, she complains

Of foot ache,

And they know

Perhaps it is time to be tossed away.

They count their days without grimace.

As they play

Hide and seek

During

One such sultry

Sleepy afternoon breaks.