Tuesday 11 February 2014

Quiet and colourful



Lovers and northern lights, by Paul Bloomer


Impossible to lie when the answer lies in my heart. 


Impossible not to scream and cry, 


and beg compassion not to abandon. 


And that is when my love overflows anger and sorrow, 


and expands like a clear sky 


opening to kindness, to the *light* 


until all is quiet 


and colourful. 

(Originally published in Smith).

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