when winter comes





flowers black
colours broken into
a picture book
folded - long gone

love red
pictured in our hearts
broken into black
as flowers when winter comes

and still songs uncompromised
following us
as we speak in a language
- that of lovers




Poetry by kath
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Written on 2009-02-28 at 08:17

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Kathy Lockhart
there is a longing here Kath. I feel it in your words. This is a very well written emotional piece that brings images and thoughts to mind of the past.
2009-03-01



Beautiful and haunting, this really talks to me. I hope you don't mind if I save it as a bookmark :)
2009-02-28