Friday 22 July 2011

Ode to a solitary pansy

Pale face showing tracks of bloodstained tears
solitary and despondent gaze across the black expanse of tarmac
no longer unaware of your misbegotten seeding.

3 comments:

  1. Synchronised thinking, perhaps. Like synchronised diving, I have a mental image of the words of two writers plunging forth at the same time.

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  2. This is strangely moving and poignant, beautiful.

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  3. Thank you both for reading and commenting ...

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