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Under the Mackerel Sky

Under the mackerel sky

This is where we say

Goodbye

 

Times change

For you and me

 

Under this maudlin sky

Lovers are becoming

Strangers

From broken promises

Souls are freed

 

Look for me in the dappled light

My shadow will lead you

Into the moonlight

Such beauty pierces through

The silver scales ...

Those which adorn

This magnificent mackerel sky

 

Whisper my name

See how my memory

Turns to dust

Tired eyes

No longer hold

Images of lust

 

 

Corpses of love

Moulder in slow decay

Abandoned

By Hope

And trust

Betrayed

Now truth has turned

To rust

 

Under the mackerel sky

Lovers gather in mourning

As they watch their dreams

Fade and die

 

The scales have fallen

Blind eyes blink

In the broad day light

 

Love lies wrapped

In a golden shroud

Remnants scattered

Amoungst the clouds

 

Words no longer have value

Hearts no longer meet

Flowers have been scattered

Dreams float in fantasies

All torn and tattered

 

Under the mackerel sky

We say goodbye

To me and you

Here is where our love

Came to die.

 

C.K.22

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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John Marks

Mon 11th Jul 2022 20:40

I really liked this poem. Clare> Mackerel skies on dappled days.

. “I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No, it was the poetry.” Sylvia Plath

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Clare

Thu 23rd Jun 2022 20:49

Thankyou all so much for the likes and comments. We poets know how amazing it is to get positive feedback from our peers. I am always truly touched when I feel I may have moved just one person with my words. I really appreciate it when someone takes the time to read and like/comment. Thankyou again. 😌

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Tom

Wed 22nd Jun 2022 15:21

Really enjoyed the whole piece and particularly this section: "Under this maudlin sky
Lovers are becoming
Strangers
From broken promises"

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 22nd Jun 2022 07:07

Yes, a lovely poem, Clare.

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John Botterill

Tue 21st Jun 2022 22:41

Absolutely amazing, Clare. Stunning, beautiful, sad, true. The best poem I have read on this site so far. Sorry it's a break up poem 😓 but it is inspirational!

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Nigel Astell

Tue 21st Jun 2022 21:24

So many to choose Clare
Love lies wrapped
In a golden shroud
such a sad poem but so true in many break ups.

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