Saturday 10 January 2015

Imitating Deafness


Quite a sad little song for today.





Imitating Deafness  -05 Jan 15

Wrinkled skin
Tired plum turns face
To the wall
Words cascade
Caromed off closed ears
Into darkness





I find myself wondering to whom this refers ~ nobody I can think comes to mind.  Though I did see a wrinkled plum.


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2 comments:

  1. my heart's love songs10 January 2015 at 17:42

    this is heartbreaking! i'm glad it's not someone you know. beautifully written! stunning! one of your best ever (well, at least that isn't a Love song~those are always amazing.}

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    1. Ainsley10 January 2015 at 20:07

      This poem could never be a Love song but it does draw a sadness of a failed Love methinks.
      Thank you for your Lovely comment dani ♥

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