A Silent Breeze

What is time?
A silent breeze

What is red?
A chair in a sleeping velvet vice,
Waiting to be adored

How does the river flow into the sea’s glorious mouth?
On an island, where all you hear is the sound of the sea

What do you think the rainbow tastes like?
It is the heaviness of blood

What does skin feel like?
The colour black

by MEGAN JONES and RAKHEE MEHTA

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~ by londonsurrealistgroup on November 4, 2008.

4 Responses to “A Silent Breeze”

  1. velvety blood this poem is, great

  2. or copper air, dont know

  3. That’s terrific Megan.

  4. Simply wonderful!

    (Darren)

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