Woe

by Hope   Oct 22, 2018


Woe-
blue moon;
blue moon tides...
gems in the sky.....
once upon a time;
stranger than a stranger.....-
running colors of the wind;
once as deathless as a raven,
for me and for you I am gone, gone.....
broken bones walk tall-walking feet move on.

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  • 4 weeks ago

    by Milly Hayward

    This piece is woven through with woe and the emotional punch shreaks loss. Milly x

  • 4 weeks ago

    by BOB GALLO

    There is an unrivalled sense of blue in this piece. Actually, the blue repeat two times: "blue moon; blue moon tides" and harmonically attune itself with "walk tall-walking feet" and "gone, gone." The emotional and the sound effect of this piece increases, so as, of the reading or even better, of the, experiencing it. It is like the sound of wave growing on you on the beach, without almost never coming any nearer.

    • 4 weeks ago

      by Hope

      Thank you for the comment, I appreciate it.