
The Overflow
Between cold tins of beans
and tea from melted snow,
we told the children it was
fireworks falling from the brutal sky.
Look up, we’d say, The reassuring sun
still watches over us, and the rain
still licks winter wheat to a shine,
but some days
the phantom of freedom
is an unreachable blue,
our songs melancholic,
and words drawn sharp
as dry summer, and
between cold tins of beans
and tea from melted snow,
we overflow into your epoch
of grey gardens.
My music choice for this piece isย Mark Knopfler –ย Brothers In Armsย (Berlin 2007 | Official Live Video). Image from WikiArt:ย Atropos (The Fates) byย Francisco Goya, Original Title: Atropos (Las Parcas), Date: 1820 – 1823, Series: Black Paintings (1819-1823),ย Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain. Public Domain.ย ยฉMisky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Also shared with Go Dog Go.
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