Poem -
Now Pinned to the Sky
Now Pinned to the Sky
Pinned to the sky
like some
kids cartoon moon
beneath
an arc light bulb
burning
both the moth and
the fool ..
So why choose to
leave us
and where did they
then go ..
It must have been
special
to depart without
warning
and then to desert
us cold,
scared and hungry
boy soldiers
unready for war ..
Yet all
stood to attention
in row upon row … x
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Seems to me this is a mourning write, a bewilderment at our ongoing bewilderment at death. A thing as natural as birth...apparently. Why then do we struggle so? Having said that my entire brain life and every sense I have is preoccupied by death and its mystery's so I could be wrong. Either way a stark and lonely write Neville x
there aint no flies on you our Marion & that's for sure .. I wish I could provide a definitive answer to the question you raised back there, but I can't .. and you know that, so at least I can relax a little and not worry that you are holding your breath waiting for an answer .. what I can do though is send my gratitude & sincere thanks for your ongoing support ............... x
I agree with Marion this is, indeed, a stark and lonely write. It is a poem which makes its reader think deep and hard x
you pair should form a cult .. maybe ... I would join without any reservation whatsoever .................. x