@ 2012-01-25 – 22:24:15
NACK
Messages
airborne
buzzing interference chattering muttering phonemes spluttering
template sliding
meanings hiding
senses gliding
warm draught thermals
epidermals
shivering shaking
nervous breaking
down through the atmosphere
message over.
Not understood.
Michele Brenton
@ 2012-01-09 – 18:59:58
The nature of things.
I am screaming into emptiness
and my doppler doppleganger
envelopes, engulfs, encapsulates
expands to fill the space it's in
until there is no more room
and I disappear.
Nothing there.
Nothing hear.
Michele Brenton 9th Jan 2012
@ 2012-01-08 – 13:54:37
Viking Funeral.
Lay him down
dress him fine,
weave flowers in his beard;
for he is loved,
he is mine,
paid for with my tears.
Battles over,
Warrior King
respected by his peers;
hold his image
sing his songs
to echo through the years.
Upon the waters
send him well,
let the flames begin;
Valhalla waits
while my heart breaks
and yearns to burn with him.
Michele Brenton.
Written in response to a photo prompt on the Poetic Bloomings website: http://poeticbloomings.com/2012/01/08/photo-prompt-prompt-37/
Inspired by this blog post by Jane Alexander http://exmoorjane.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-viking.html
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