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Art by Ann Marie Rhiel 2020

THE SECRET

 

by Marc Carver

 

I took it to the garden to bury it.

Down and down I dug until I hit another one.

This one was buried deep but only because I knew that I could not open it 

It had been there since the beginning of time 

my time anyway.

It was impossible to open I knew that.

But this one had to go very deep 

now it had come to the surface again.

You see I had almost forgot about it but it had been there always just under the surface.

So I dug and I dug until I got tired and threw it in and covered it.

The next day I was refreshed from my sleep I looked out into the garden and there it was 

proud as punch for everybody to see.



Carver is an old man that occasionally manages to knock out a good poem, or two.



Ann Marie Rhiel is the Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama Webzine. She was born and raised in Bronx, New York, presently living in New Jersey. She reconnected with her passion for art in 2016 and has had her work exhibited in art galleries around northern New Jersey ever since. She is a commissioned painting artist, who also enjoys photography. Her work has also appeared in Black Petals and Megazine Official.

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2020