When life turns grey

18.10.13
My eyes stare without vision,
without registering colours,
I sense the movement of leaves
but cannot appreciate
beauty without.

The radio sings about
‘Beautiful Life’
it is only in the last
few bars that I hear and note
the irony.

There’s a chill that cannot be
warmed by my many layers
insulated
I try to snap myself free
but every record I hear
brings wry comment.

All change has consequences,
of this I am certain…less
certain are exactly what
those consequences will be.

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Slides over the land,

Obliterating

The sun-brightened hues –

Plunging all into a monotone dusk.

Lashing its tail, it drips malevolence

Then passes on to

the next victim…

Leaving our joy

Spluttering in a

Pool of colourless

Blood.

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