Airbrushing history, with genuine sable.
Spilling drops of colour,upon the kitchen table,verdant green, scheme of things.
Pictures of such pretty stuff.
Built of rocks, fragmented clay.
Remnants curing yesterday.
Taste of ham and wild boar, upon the streets the courtyard *****.
Mysteries from history,underground culture, scavengers, vultures. Astounding,unearthed, rebirthed.
Revelations, handle carefully.
Secret lives exposé, book of secrets out to play.
Books fall open, trembling as poplars do, cutting clouds in ribbons strands.
Grasping past lives with both hands.
(c) Livvi