Summer.
The monochrome water colour sky
Reflecting the waters of tears from time.
Blood diluted
But only the blood shared by our veins
Despair spilled overtime
Broken.
The complicit silent bonds disintegrated
I didn’t see this coming.
Ironing ironic as a thoughtful moment
Imparts an awareness
Warmed by the weak summer sun
Piercing the crying sky.
Wings dry soaring to join the flock
With each beat free.
Nice. When are we going to see you perform it on stage at Wigan or somewhere?
Thanks Francine. I was trying to convey in the last two lines the freedom from these feelings. Beat of the wings, beat of the heart, beat of the rhythm possibly....
Some very powerful images in this that express loss, hopelessness and resignation...
Not sure what is meant by 'With each beat free'
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Louise Coulson
Mon 13th Jul 2009 18:48
Thanks Dermot. Think I may do a couple at the next Wigan!