Hot chocolate and a cosy bed.
Now that's poetry.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Saturday, 28 March 2009
Sunday, 8 March 2009
Lost masterpiece
These four walls
A window
Dark drapes hang heavily in unfinished blink.
Dust colours the unseen painting within
A shadow
Then not at all.
A window
Dark drapes hang heavily in unfinished blink.
Dust colours the unseen painting within
A shadow
Then not at all.
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