i am waiting on a pedestal
i was put up high in the clouds
where pigeons can mess on me
and i become forgotten in the sun
once i was a hero, i was someone long ago
now i am just a dirty perch for a somber crow
surrounded by sticks and stones
there are no-one here
even the dead left me alone
just me and my broken wings i fear
i am waiting on a pedestal
i was put up high in the clouds
of dust…
just waiting…
for no-one
(c) 2014 allen simpson
inspired by a broken angel on top of a ruined grave
September 4, 2014 at 9:59 nm
‘just waiting…’
‘for someone like you to restore my glory and beauty with words that say it all….’
Geskryf soos net jy kan Wolfie….’n nietige engel in ander se oë…..vir jou werd om oor na te dink en woorde te vind vir die perfekte beskrywing!!!!!!!!! Manjifiek my digtersvriend!!!!
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September 4, 2014 at 10:26 nm
dankie Hanneliese 😀
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September 4, 2014 at 10:47 nm
My plesier! 🙂
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September 5, 2014 at 9:06 nm
Eers gedink dis ‘n gargoyle waarvan jy praat tot jy sê: “once I was a hero…” Toe weet ek wat dit is!! Pragtig gedoen, ek love dit!
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September 6, 2014 at 9:14 vm
dankie 🙂
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