Tag Archives: prose

Rainbow chips

Posted on October 12, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

is the rainbow multi-coloured I see it in your fries you say it’s golden crispy brown I tut tut ~ you lie the temptation to just grab one don’t slap my hand ~ not nice you know there will be … Continue reading →

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Stolen love

Posted on August 3, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

My innocence was stolen – seized without consent searing of my body let me quell it in cold waters, as now the stairs of life I tread no longer pure – but tainted nothing is the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One photo, … Continue reading →

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delivered to angels

Posted on July 28, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

Bowed down I cradle me hands wrap my soul~my being cover me angels hear me cry sheltered in your womb lead me to my sanctity bring me peace cast the world aside laying in your grace ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One photo, two … Continue reading →

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Breaking the padlock

Posted on June 29, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

I try to say I hurt, through silent lips my throat clenched – my voice handcuffed with words that want to form but I refrain, release no sounds, for you need comfort with my arms and I dare not waffle … Continue reading →

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Barren Words

Posted on June 18, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

words stumble from parched lips – one falls before another – drip like champagne droplets spilled, then wiped away pen’s staccato rhythm the ink blotch grows, sucks on my mind like a leech and still leaves lines bare wetted lashes … Continue reading →

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Colours

Posted on June 12, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

Street Art by David Walker; London, England Red pumps under abstract colours I dance alone inside my rainbow I’m comfortable that way this is my preservation – if you knew my skin to be yellow the colour black or light … Continue reading →

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