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Raincheck

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Raincheck

 

Leaves drift caught in sun

shafts shimmer gold as silver

gifts splash outstretched hand

water spheres hurled from

nebulous grey clouds above

swirling winds tease memories

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2010

(Written to artwork in Raincheck Exhibition by Jessica McCallum in 2010.)

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I remember...

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I remember...

 

legs climbing

over benches

sawdust puffs

 

bottom bumps

animal smells

lollipops & candy

floppy clowns,

 

painted smiles

striped pant stilts

tall feathers on

horses circling

 

dancing tutu dogs

distant lion’s roar

monkey chatter

clattering cages

grey wrinkled skin

ground shaking

elephants landing

colours flying

...

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Raindrops

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Raindrops

 

Like tears

Rain hits my umbrella

Bouncing bursting

Droplets scattering

Spreading my pain

Shimmering images

Relections of you

 

Love like rain

Showers me

With tears.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2009

Written to the artwork of Jessica McCallum for her exhibition 'Raincheck' at His Majesty's Theatre, 2009.

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MR BOJANGLES

 

Like Mr Bo...

my heart jangles 

when your smile

misses your eyes.

The face of a clown

soft shoe shuffling

through my soul.

White hands clasped.

The generous frill

framing your mask,

flutters like a wing

across the circus tent

of my broken heart.

Funny shoes walk strong,

confidently skirting around

landmines of feeling

clothed in ...

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