Dark matter
13 – 14 March 2015
Poppies red in field
Danced to the wake of sunlight
Before stillness hit
Like an earthquake hearts burst out
From withered poppies that shrank
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Crimson hearts pulsate
In their naked agony
Frail and bodiless
Slender frame responds shaking
As the hearts begin to beat
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The throbbing hummed on
Beating to the rhythm of red
Cast on sea of hearts
Ocean in heart responded
While I picked them one by one
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Feathers gathered pink
To gushing crimson fountain
Soft they had been once
Mellow in healing touch
Hands extended I faltered
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Sewn across bodies
Shells picking up a new life
Hearts reached out in vain
Tight writhing chest echoed dull
As my arms withdrew sullen
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All I had was ink
Dark matter spilled on my hands
As I waved goodbye
My mind walked on free yet tied
To a bottomless low tide
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