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RipplesI walk through the gardens and stop at the lake with the branches kissing the water with more grace than the squabbling ducks and the sole sentinal of the swan watching me as I watch the ripples on the water in the pastel painted picture of the evening sunlight and I feel like singing that song your song that you never wrote for meRipples
Solitude in a sunset sanctuary peace perfected on the lakeshore but not within me for I look through the ripples on the water to the other side and hear your voice telling me that on
by ~CartoucheRhul
White Light GeneratorWhite light descending in a spiral of brilliant cleansing, pure and agonising in its intensity as you bathe under its rabid radianceWhite Light Generator
Do you know why you are here today why you have chosen to not be given a choice even though they made a promise that tomorrow would be sunny in the West changing to scattered showers later in the evening?
You find respite in the burn the glorious twist of the wasteland spotlight that even now stares at you with an unblinking eye and a raised eye
by ~CartoucheRhul
Street PaintingSteps of silent secret sinking Sunshine shadows in my eyes The sky is blue, but I am grey in the cracks between the pavement A man tumbles past, caught between a sandwich and mobile phone and not noticing the girl with the black boots who is grey and who steps, one at a time along and along and she sinks into the gum-stained concreteStreet Painting
I could tell you everything between the sets of traffic lights but you would still never know what hides between my footsteps between my boots on the pavement and the abandoned portrait in my mind I know m
by ~CartoucheRhul
UntitledWhat is your name, they ask to our blankly staring faces You must have a name, they say to our unmoving forms because as you must know behind your blank masks everyone must have a name everything must have a name or two or three or sevenUntitled
What is a name, I ask without moving my empty lips Why must we have a name, I say from behind my blank mask Names are colours, they paint us gold and black and indigo technicolour extravaganza surely you must have a name like John or Kate or Seven
Names are the first thing they ask t
by ~CartoucheRhul
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