Friday, 3 December 2010


it is all wrapped up in tissue paper,
it is meek and shivering and grey ,
light dappled and muted,
a gentle breeze,
a calming influence.

in the centre of this dull normality,
there is searing serenity, soaring indefinitely
screaming for silence, turn off the television
freedom from white noise and nothingness
empty cushions for comfort,
for a head once blessed.

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