[Poem] The vineyard, fallen

Dandelions brush my toes.
A fallen tear from the sky and your colour,
it lost me along the way.
Through an unfortunate decision
(Callously put)
She owned the spotlight.
Stood up to a selfish motivation
Not acceptance
Of self.
The water, it’s getting quite high now.
He’s tears of heartbreak
Create a pool for her to swim
In all her glory.

(c) Shelley Blake, 2008

About the author

Australian poet and freelance writer, Shelley Blake has been writing from a very early age. Some of her work has been published in magazines that include The Program Melbourne; Inpress Magazine; The Skinny; and, The Ranfurly Review.


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