Friday, July 15, 2011

Ends don't come easily

Believing the saviour’s arms wrapped around
she played her instrument all through the night
scouting for answers buried in her grave, sealed

The messiah out of an easy conundrum stepped,
waking up her dead love into a mass of placid lake
with the guns losing their bullets forever in all

but no happy ending still.



9 comments:

Brian Miller said...

dang and i like happy endings...smiles. nice imagery and range with this "placid lake...nice...

G-Man said...

Monika...
What a powerful piece of work.
Excellent 55 My Friend,
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Beautiful, but maybe, just maybe, he has better plans.

:)
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

A very emotive 55, Monika. Well done.

hedgewitch said...

Lots of seeds for thoughts in your short and evocative phrases. Enjoyed it much, Monika.

richard said...

Monika! you've changed your hair!
Will you be going back to blonde?

Monika said...

Richard, :D can't say!

Monika said...

Thanks everyone!!

Jingle said...

sad,
hope that the wind changes its directions, blowing the darkness away.

well done 55.
Happy Writing.