Thursday 9 June 2011

Folded

Folded.
Paper light.
Delicate shape,
Delicate plight.
Creases.
Deft and fine.  
Moulded into,
One girls peace sign.
Edges.
Crisply drawn,
Absolution for,
One shared black dawn.
One Crane.
Bird in flight,
Hope’s fevered wish,
In our darkest night. 

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