Tuesday, 22 September 2015

Broken Windows ~ Cheron L'Estrange

what should I do
when the windows to your soul are smashed,
lined in broken glass
and I can't fix them
your salt washed cheeks
are licked by shadows
of shark infested ponderings

lights dim and disappear
wave after wave crashes
through the sea-weed green
of my ocean eyes
and I become
by a need
deeper than the darkest thoughts

©  Cheron L'Estrange

Grade 10