Pic and a Word #292: Rocky

Today a real-life poem and photos from the Colosseum, but only from the outside. Inside is just a bunch of rocks.

The Colosseum 

“It’s nothing but rocks,” says he,
Rome born and bred.
“No, I have never been inside,
why would I go?”

He still takes me to see it
on my first visit,
immediately after
Giardino degli Aranci. 

Might be rocks,
but they are carefully arranged.
I take a photo of him in front.
It’s the first I ever do.

I know the real reason though.
It’s the same as mine:
we’d share the pain of millions
and wouldn’t like this. 

Not long after we settle in Tuscany,
he needs to go in, for work.
He is an electrician.
Specialist in power theft.

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The photos are from the only three occasions when I got to pass the Colosseum on foot: on my first visit in 2012 when I took my first photo of amore, once at night, and once with visitors. One photo was taken from the hop on/hop off bus. I have never been inside.

It just hit me: next year it will be ten years! 😮

Today you need to click on a photo to see the caption. Don’t ask me why. I like this photo layout but somehow captions are in hiding.

In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #292: Rocky

This day in my blogging history

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  2015: I captioned this one “Here comes the sun” and uncle wrote to correct me that it could only be “here goes the sun” as this is a sunset.

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  2018: My travelling uncle strikes again: Morocco doors.

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