A wall rose up to trap ideas And trapping people too, Those who stayed became the East Those who fled the few. Written in the blood of hope Martyr’s to the West. They came they saw they cried They chose
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Month: June 2021
The Patchwork Quilt
THE PATCHWORK QUILT. Across my bed silently it lies, That patchwork quilt, Its weight is warming, The colours vibrant Cathedral-like stained glass, It many stories tell. Each piece so delicately made It could be sewn By the Tailor
Read more ...Two Dead Birds
Two dead blackbirds either side a door A mother lying on her bed, who isn’t any more, A chaos of compassion, a hurricane of fear A wheel of spinning memories, all too near. Children plunging knives into vacant souls
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