The petals unfold
the breaking bloom of
hairline cracks in fragile glass
the ringing tones - singing
of friction pressed upon the lip
of silence
speechless words unspoken
moving eyes - stare back
a multitude of gazes
fractured - the crisp sound crack
of shattered glass
<Deleted User> (9882)
Tue 17th Sep 2019 12:45
love it Des
Rose ?
Tue 17th Sep 2019 05:01
Thank you Frances for the like
All the best des
Tue 17th Sep 2019 04:52
Thank you Keith for your comments, a sonata or prelude, I best get composing. If only I could! Glad you enjoyed this.
Thank you Lisa for the like.
All the best des
Desmond,
These entrancing words remind me of the opening bars of a sonata, a prelude, leaving the reader with a powerful sense of expecting the arrival of something quite delicate and romantic.
Thank you for this
Keith
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DESMOND CHILDS
Tue 17th Sep 2019 14:29
Thank you Rose
All the best des