The spine is bent
a swished up coil
stained black by shadow
Wake up, rise up, to the distorted mirror
wipe the sand from your eyes!
If these bars of steel become cold enough they will be brittle like my bones
and dance in the shadows of cascading light.
A new day will come in this reflection,
an absent interplay
wake up rise up
this story isn’t over yet!
there can be a better, more powerful you!
A better world!
And these words held steadfast in the walls
will continue, like song,
About the Author
Kay is a poet and PhD student at the University of Chichester in West
Sussex. Her debut poetry collection The Dark Side of Light was published
in February 2017 by Bardic Media and is available through Amazon. Her
poetic work often explores themes surrounding the human condition, time,
nature and hope.
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