Grapes are better Sour

“A cat is better than a fox”
She knows
to skillfully pretend
to be the one,
with a paintbrush
between her jowl,
She, a master of foul plays
comfortably placed her bottom
on the couch,
dripping brag to be an artist
waiting for a catch
in her net.

Stolen good-luck-charm canvas
portraying to have painted
by her handy dexterity
but I see no color tubes or bowls
“Come, unlock your fortune
if you can find the door
here is the key on the board”
shouting out loud in their minds
no need to open her mouth
She knows it
the best,

This so called hidden door
is fairly visible to all,
geeks are executed here
it is a death’s stall,
Don’t alone trust the eyes
Don’t alone trust the mind
or the heart
Better is the combination of all
but apart.

Written for Photo Challenge#3 “Hidden Door”

- Nikita Veprikov
– Nikita Veprikov

16 thoughts on “Grapes are better Sour

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    1. I have prepared my entry for tomorrow and I can assure it doesn’t make a bit of sense lol The photo made me want to write nonsensically so I just went with that

  1. You did very well in creating this piece, I enjoyed it and isn’t it amazing just where the mind can take us when we look at challenging images such as this one. Well done indeed.

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