Doesn't he think
I've noticed the missing pedestal
as my feet flail,
dangle to reach ground?
Hasn't he discovered
I can hear
the absence of sound
as clearly as the songs
he used to sing?
Can't he see me shiver
from the chill of his words,
bare armed, so unprepared?
I shall dig a deep hole.
Sit in the warm sand.
Sing my own songs.
And, when he has gone,
gather my courage...
Accepted for Publication in Blackmail Press,
Summer 2002 edition.
Artwork: Kristy's World by Richard Baxter
Music: Imagewave, an original composition by John Bloise
Richard Baxter is an Australian artist and
photographer whose art astonishes me
with its beauty. The painting, Kristy's World,
took first place in a recent International Art
Competition. Thank you, Richard, for its use!