Thursday, 25 August 2011

Fickle love

Called your name
let it blow in the breeze
carried it away to a land
across the sea
scattered in the wind
letters floating by
caught by a little boy who was
playing in the park-
with his dad
reached up and caught
your i
my l
o
v
e
then let it go-
one letter at a time
you he yelled
as I walked by
did you lose something
yes
I called back-
voice shrill
letters in the breeze
I watched them as they continued
up
and up
toward the clouds
formed again
united and then
the rain began to fall-
or were they my tears...

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