The monochrome water colour sky

Reflecting the waters of tears from time.

Blood diluted

But only the blood shared by our veins

Despair spilled overtime



The complicit silent bonds disintegrated

I didn’t see this coming.

Ironing ironic as a thoughtful moment

Imparts an awareness

Warmed by the weak summer sun

Piercing the crying sky.


Wings dry soaring to join the flock

With each beat free.

◄ Sonnet III

Day after rememberance ►


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Louise Coulson

Mon 13th Jul 2009 18:48

Thanks Dermot. Think I may do a couple at the next Wigan!

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Sun 12th Jul 2009 23:27

Nice. When are we going to see you perform it on stage at Wigan or somewhere?

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Louise Coulson

Sun 12th Jul 2009 21:05

Thanks Francine. I was trying to convey in the last two lines the freedom from these feelings. Beat of the wings, beat of the heart, beat of the rhythm possibly....

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Sun 12th Jul 2009 16:30

Some very powerful images in this that express loss, hopelessness and resignation...

Not sure what is meant by 'With each beat free'

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