Remembered often on Rememberance Day
are the ones who died.
But what of those who
were left behind
to wait and worry?
Two lovers,
an ocean between them.
But not just water --
pain, bullets, blood
WAR
A lover
Wife Husband
or mother or father
Sleepless Tired
anxious injured
Scared. Scared.
Both together.
Both scared.
Both yearning
for the security
of the others arms.
Both waiting
for the bell of
FREEDOM to ring.
Words on a page,
colours on canvas,
notes from the throat of
AN ARTIST.
frantic pink moon
tiny like time
always dream from my sky
essential urge when felt.
A young child,
cold & trembling,
stands alone
and silently watches.
Orange and red light dances,
illuminating her small face
in the dark.
Tears tumble over
her plump cheeks
and onto the
worn head of the teddy bear
she holds tight.
There is noise and
activity around here,
but no one seems to
notice here...
it's as if she's invisible.
Her eyes reflect the questions
she's afraid to ask:
'Where are Mommy and Daddy?
Why don't they come and wipe
away my tears?'
She stares at the burning house
and knows the answers
to her unasked questions.
A young child,
cold & trembling
begins to scream.
