I fall through the cracks

I fall through the cracks

8 January 2016

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I fall through the cracks

In between tiles that shudder

Winter’s ice-clad touch

 

I fall through the cracks

Dropping from the wall’s peelings

That autumn rain cast

 

I fall through the cracks

From one ledge to another

That summer clad beige

 

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I fall through the cracks

Where the light clung to ceilings

White like spring’s jasmine

 

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I fall through the cracks

As the air opens its pores

Sizzling mist around

 

I fall through the cracks

As the skies open their arms

Shedding me sunrays

 

I fall through the cracks

Between needles and clock’s face

As Time slowly dies

 

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Her Scene – This is Who I Am Now

Rumi – You will not know me

My story my guild weaving stars in mane

My story my guild weaving stars in mane

8 January 2016

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The memories askew the light at the end

The Lilies stood tall roots six feet under

The fall I recall lightning and thunder

The breath mill that slew I begged to pretend

 

Alas now I knew these ways would contend

My Heart stood at wall the feet mere blunder

The mind before fall amnesia’s plunder

The moments so few where the will would bend

 

I would then rebuild from thread of Heart wane

A distant glue spilled upon clumsy hands

A heart’s hoofbeats chilled upon frozen lands

 

My story my guild weaving stars in mane

The fool now so thrilled would make more demands

Cross me for oats milled sparse watery plain

 

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Everybody’s gotta learn sometime – Beck

Windmills of your Mind – Sharleen Spiteri