Thinking back it seemed to last an age. My memory reel playing in slow motion. Recounting frame by frame an event that lasted less than ten seconds. That’s how long it took for the world to change. Just ten seconds. A fall, a dull thud and then silence. Heavy silence. Winded by inaction. I couldn’t get to you. Couldnd’t cry. Sirens wailed, a seagull screamed, an arm on my shoulder, steering away from the scene. Away from you.
Sun glimmers on still waters. A ripple cascades. Changes the scene.
In the depths of night, in the thick of silence, it cuts through the window. Slicing through the blinds. A sharp smile dancing on the walls. I run my fingers through the light. Grasp it in my hands. For a moment I’m not alone. I hold it in my hands and my heart lifts, my mind cools. Night after night. I wait for that smile.
rainbows crash into the window, sun and rain collide. Beating at the pane, a spectrum of colours dancing, painting a bright canvas. Hap dash splash of spring.
this early morning
softest rain falling, listen
the river thunders
red skies bleed through
broken clouds, dark on the
Hanging from a thread. Dancing in the breeze. Your silver wings left behind. Detatched. Dismissed. Alone without purpose.
Our home. Our haven. In the darkness I reach for you. Into the unfamiliar cold. Your absence staggering. Breath stealing. A knock out still.
stop frame, in slow motion
we fall. Rewind, replay, it happens
paper dreams falling
captured in a story, I
slowly turn the page