Monday, 6 June 2016

Elasticated Hearts

Follow on
stretching arms
gasping breath

Distinguishing eyes
Wafts of familiar ground
silence falls
not a single sound
only hearts that pound

Smeared glass
fogged up by
bated breath
like tear drops

Spirals of time
spines of the bells chime
steps of forward thoughts
remains of the linen cloths

Miles of road
feet break new ground
a life may never be found
silence is the only sound

Dirt tracks
distance on their backs
singular motions
hope is their potion

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