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HOLLOW HALLS
She drags tired heels
across a tainted floor,
poise slightly bowed
and her back is sore.
She holds on her face
a cold marble stare,
a hard life engraved
upon cheeks once so fair.
Her faulting movements,
once graceful; divine,
her aching limbs now
with guile, defy
her final performance
on this dark empty stage,
memories fleeting
of a much better age...
Sunday 28th June 2015 9:36 am
THE BENCH
There’s a bench in the park where an old couple sit
holding hands and laughing as the children play and flit
about on the swings and slides with boundless joy,
inciting memories of when they were girl and boy.
The antics of the kids so full of life and carefree bliss,
their lives laid out before them on paths that time would kiss.
They’ve been sitting on that bench for ...
Wednesday 24th June 2015 5:50 pm
DREAMS OF A LIFE
As a new day dawns and I open my eyes
I look upon a world in painless surprise.
A smile creeps across my hopeful face
as I lie in bed, my comfy place.
A tentative move; a testing stretch but
then comes a cough and my face is etched
with pain, like a stalker in darkened streets
as I grudgingly rise to my unsteady feet.
Reaching to grab at the windowsill and
hold...
Thursday 4th June 2015 1:35 pm
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