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Sunsets
Erecting her easel
at the foot of the boardwalk
she mixes the paint
a hell-fire pink and crimson
and dips her brush to begin…
She paints
the end of all things
a voice lost to the fractured mind
the final moments of a life
a hand slipping away
She paints
farewell hospital conversations
her father’s beard as a cloud
she thins the blue paint with her tears
She colours in his eyes
L...
Wednesday 21st June 2023 3:51 pm
Murmur Love
Don’t be scared to put it out there
Don’t be scared to speak
sometimes what you choose to make
is pure gold
Don’t be afraid to paint what you love
Don’t be afraid to create
some things are bigger than you ever knew
eternal beyond our lives
I say go
and keep going
go and keep going
murmur love, if that’s all you’ve got
I love the way you carve it
I love the way you write
I love ...
Thursday 25th July 2019 3:28 pm
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