Ice-Ribbons

chrisnelson61

I watched the planes trace ice-ribbons

Across the sky before

They were lost to the

Cirrus wisped blueness

And their tails faded

Like promises written in

Tide-threatened sands,

And hopes took restless souls

To the promise of utopian shores

Not realising that they

Like all that came before

Wore the mask that hid

The fault-line masquerade

That spread like disease below,

I watched them come and go and

Taxi slowly on the grey

As if discarding the seeds of doubt

That grew beneath their wheels

Like ancient gods burying

Defeated foes unaware that

They would rise again,

And as the stuttered raging roar

Splintered hearts like candy then

Tore holes into the sky

Which like starving angels

Swallowed fleeting flailing dreams

Cocooned within a safety shell

They never saw,

As standing rooted in my

Futures past and present

I watched the planes

Trace

Ice-ribbons.

© All original writing copyright Chris…

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3 thoughts on “Ice-Ribbons

  1. The way you paint directly to my mind, like whispering a secret in my ear, thrills me every time Chris. The imagery is profound in its language but even more so in its narrative. ‘All is the same as it ever was’, dream what you may. You swaddle such cool acceptance in vibrant imagery and the two couple much like dreams and reality, almost unaware they share a bed.

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