Foreign Sky

Foreign Sky

written by: Ricky Hawthorne

@searsjames

I can’t remember snow
And frosted trees
From Autumn’s tow
Cacophony of summer woe
Its crimson costumed spy
Betrays this foreign sky

One simple act of grace
Profitless
Its feather face
That waned and set the heart apace
But can’t remember why
Recall their foreign sky

Voices choired in tears
Tinsel tongues
Hymnal ears
Sugar coated never years
A box of Chocolate lies
That rots our foreign sky

A wilderness of seams
Chiselling
At butter dreams
Blurred, lacklustre, nowhere schemes
Nailed fast and hoisted high
Against that foreign sky

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Ricky Hawthorne

MAY 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com

Short listed for the Bridport Poetry Prize 2015

Graduate of Warwick University
Triple honors in Literature, Theater and Film

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