[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
Burst
If I had words that could burst
through the dark of your night
like sudden fireworks of desire,
to cover you in a healing rain
of gold and silver, green and red
and all the possible colours
that make a rainbow of understanding,
then I would launch myself
up towards your night-time skies
taking all I could show you
far beyond the reaching fingers
stretching upraised arms up to the sky.
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