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Splinters In The Day Sky

There is an end coming
Spelt with an E so huge
It splinters the day sky
So that an angel sits
Atop

Eeee..nnnn.....
Like the softest stir of wind
That has lost its way at midnight
Written maybe,

By a person with dyslexia
Or a child who,
Bored of grown ups and alphabet
Has run off to play
In the last field of summer
Before a winter sets

Or maybe by a man
Who once made a world
And doesn't quite know
What to do with it

When I dream
I dream of letters
And multiplication

Enormous D'sΒ 
Huge and potent
​​Armies of them
Advancing
Through the mists
Multiplying

M P 23/2/22

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I promise there is a plan! cool write Marion! pure love waits and immortalityΒ  beyond the veil .....................................................Jim

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Marion

Somewhere...buried deep inside...I know Jim, its just me and god...well, we got a few issues to iron out. Thankyou my friend x

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Gwendoline

Wow what a read!Β 

β€œOr maybe by a man
Who once made a world
And doesn't quite know
What to do with it
”

it can certainly feel like a loss cause. I liked this particular stanza because the world does seem to be falling apart. The whole intent of this piece gives the reader an eerie sensation. The sense of final days...impending and unstoppable. But also a sense of dissatisfaction with the outcome of this reality anyway. Almost comfortable with the knowledge. Just my take. Sorry for waffling
Great writing my friendΒ xxΒ 

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Marion

Dissatisfaction with the outcome of reality...Gwen, fantastic line...and yes...it's both isn't it...for most of us I reckon...hugs lovely lady πŸ’–πŸ’–

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Marion

Thankyou Lisa...appreciate you taking the time love x

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Neville

Oh' what number of possibilities lie buried, half hidden or merely waiting to rise to the surface and be resurrected .. For now, I shall make like the Terminator .. But I'll be back .......................................................... N :) x

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Marion

That you have percieved several meanings is more than enough Neville...thankyou my friend x

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Neville

You are so very welcome and in more than one way two :) x

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