Kim Van Breda Poet Rhyme

Wandering

WANDERING

wandering
and wondering
why…

there are
four coloured
pictures
all
in
a row

angel with a
left wing
right wing
broken wing
another
thing

see the silence
in my
head
see the stab 
wounds of
bloodshed
wanting
to be
left
instead

in the scandal
on the mantle
glowing candle
I met Santa
Met
God

In gentian 
violent vibrant 
blues


© Kim van Breda—14 December 2014

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