Spring twenty twenty-one.

Jerry Reynolds

 

The burst of gunfire more dead
Spring twenty twenty-one.
Piercing dreams gone forever
Spring twenty twenty-one.
Each time we cycle of the sun
Spring twenty twenty-one.
We promise to wipe the slate clean
Spring twenty twenty-one.
We love each other more than anything
Spring twenty twenty-one.
Deep wrongness we can’t clean
Spring twenty twenty-one.
Forgive each other
Spring twenty twenty-one.

  • Author: Jerry Reynolds (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 27th, 2021 13:46
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Comments4

  • Goldfinch60

    Strong words Jerry.

    Andy

  • orchidee

    Good write Jerry.
    What seems daft is ceasing war when the weather is seasonally bad, then resuming it afterwards. Sort of: 'Ooh, I can't kill you now, it's too cold to be fighting these days; I'll try and kill you when it's warmer weather'.
    Though even in Old Testament, there were 'times when people went to war', i.e. resumed it, in a sort of 'Grouse shooting season' way, only within permitted dates.

  • L. B. Mek

    that juxtaposition, contrast
    between your first line's purposed, impactful wording
    and that artwork
    with its dormant marble colours and broken cubed subtle imagery,
    is a wonderful showcasing of your creativity's unique brushstrokes
    in my humble opinion..
    a wonderful read, thanks for sharing Jerry

  • Neville


    most meaningful and with more impact than a high velocity bullet sir ...

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Thanks, Neville. Much appreciated.



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