A blue-black sky is breeding more bruises,
The light begins to die inside
Her world of fresh excuses
The first is for laughter
The craic of a good time
The second forever after, the promises of wine
She watches the rest, from inside a tin can
The way home cobbled again
With the pain of her old man.
Author Bio:
Maj Ikle is a performing poet, living in a women's community in West Wales UK. She is proud that her work is all created and produced using solar power.
The light begins to die inside
Her world of fresh excuses
The first is for laughter
The craic of a good time
The second forever after, the promises of wine
She watches the rest, from inside a tin can
The way home cobbled again
With the pain of her old man.
Author Bio:
Maj Ikle is a performing poet, living in a women's community in West Wales UK. She is proud that her work is all created and produced using solar power.
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