Wuthering Waters

3 November 2016

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Stigmata

Remnants of the blood

Oozing free

From my wrists

Open palms where there were fists

The fruit in the tree

Of life’s shades

We gathered sunsets

From rewards

To regrets

One hand gives the other gets

Highways from the skies

True shun lies

The wayward promise

The point miss

Take to spades

Buried corpse Heart to liver

The strong deliver

Two coins

They twirl together

Synchronised

Symphony

One dark weight one light feather

Alternate abodes

Fear erodes

Semblance of the faith

The meek wait

Their weight stance

Of the pathways in between

The dark and the sheen

Love implodes

Where humble meet wrath

Princely names

Playing games

At peaks where torrent explodes

Wuthering waters

Reading of the poem: 

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The Day before You Came – Tanita Tikaram

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kG1oek1xSyY