Faith Knows
This is the first piece of poetry I’ve written in the last fifteen or so years, if memory serves. Still needs a bit of work to tweak the language, I reckon, so I dare say this will change over the next few weeks. But it’s a start. If not a very cheerful one!
Shrouded in cotton wool layers
Of depression and wine in equal measure
Cocooned in solitude
Love’s butterfly
Dreams of flying.
Faith knows.
Melissa Vowell
urgh, Duro, keep writing, if only for me! Beautiful – way to tug at my heart strings :)
Durotriges
Still think “cocooned in solitude” is a tautology. That’s gonna change soon.
Melissa Vowell
foir your first attempt in 15 years, it’s pretty rad. accept the compliments
Durotriges
I will. Thank you!
Patricia L. Ba...
I agree. Fabulous for your first attempt in 15 years! Keep ‘em coming.
Vonney
I’m with Patricia and Mel, Keep em coming!
Love your photography too, and hope to
get one of your T’s someday.
Jazzyjane
A glimmer of what’s beneath? I don’t think – Cocooned in solitude- is tautology at all (maybe cocooned BY solitude) but it’s being picky….use your poetic license…leave it. Really lovely Duro…poignant.