Fly on the Wall: Sneaky Figs

If you could be a “fly on the wall” anywhere and at any time in history, where and when would you choose?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SNEAKY.

When I read the daily post today I was eating one of the fresh figs, that I had just bought in the market.

I always think of the emperor Augustus when I eat a fig, as it’s rumored that he died after eating figs poisoned by his wife as they hung on the tree in his garden.

It wasn’t long before I felt a poem brewing and so …

A Fly on the Imperial Wall

♥♥♥

If I could be a fly on the wall

at any point in time,

I’d travel back to Imperial Rome

for to see an Imperial crime.

The line of Augustus was changed , it’s said

by Livia‘s dastardly deeds,

as she cleared a path to her husband’s throne

for her own obsessive needs.

To see her son rule over all

was her deepest hearts desire,

but even when he was first in line

of the wait she started to tire.

Augustus soon became unwell,

his food he feared to eat.

Figs from his trusted garden tree

became his only treat.

They say that Livia snuck outside

with some poison that she kept,

and painted the figs that hung there,

as her fearful husband slept.

It may be true, it may be not,

but as a fly with stealth,

I’d creep along that garden wall

and find out for myself

♥♥♥

Here’s a shot of my treasures from the shuk …

Sneaky Figs?
Sneaky Figs?

Fly on the Wall

More Fly Eye Views next page …

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