I.
a body
embraced by stinging nettles
a mind
encased by bricks of ice
a tale
smothered by spiky wire
a voice
strangled by invisible rope
II.
hold your heart
in the flat of your hand
who’ll keep it beating
but you
or a stranger with wings
pretty
bubbles popping
from their mouth
III.
silence squashing
your rib cage
a train derailed
traffic jam
dreams don’t go
the way you dreamt them
there’s gold if you make it
over the hill
IV.
give me your life
by the mugful
aches and yawns
slide into Monday
Tuesday Anyday
minutes like piano keys
hours made of violin strings
burnt-throat laughter
Written: March 2017.
Explanation: A poem in four parts written in my own time. Title may change, and edits possible elsewhere. Feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page is available on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.