Monday, 6 June 2011

Winds of Change

Winds change
the sound of my voice
words hover
and float
carried away to be heard
by the people down
the way
that sit on doorsteps
or splayed in the sand
in boats
and cars
or harvesting.

Words filled with laughter
words of pain
words in
a language unknown
winds change
the feel of my heart
beats carry the burden
away
brazen wind that ruffles
my hair
chills my bones
and silences me

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