aeaea (the prodigal childer)

to reveal the door long fraught for
is to reason why fate has led us here
by hand of you who’d known us once
our mother of mercy

o mother circe
who’d embosomed us through the blackest days
when omega dipped red our wings like bread
in canticles of twitting sorrow

in remembrance of you, we close our eyes
watery slides on blue tarpaulin
badminton upon zest green lawns
barefoot padding under orange skies

to reveal the escape long fraught for
is to reason why fate has chanced us here
by hand of you who’d known us once
our mother of mercy

o mother circe
neutral is the colour of our mutual extinction
all consciousness othering into decline
the collapsing of minds in a cage on fire

in remembrance of you, we close our eyes
your embosoming through our blackest days
past colours all fixed to forever rainbows
where we’d tabled our youth and sailed away

by TONY SINGLE
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RIDDLE ME THIS // Six Word Story #82

Dear Reader, did you guess the answer to the riddle in our previous post? (Our congratulations to Monika Bharti and shwetalakhera for correctly guessing ‘desire’!) Go on. See if you can guess this next one…

1265542358_ornamentIt’s all the colours… and none.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2020