Tuesday, 15 June 2010

Daydown Drive

I saw a baby
on a rope swing
tied to a low
hanging bough.
Giggles in the air
over graves
and the sun.

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Matt Spence
Matt's Potential Poetry

2 comments:

Dorothee Lang said...

loved this one. what a vast picture: the baby, oblivious to the meaning of the graveyard yet.

and great new layout of this page. i like. a lot.

Matthew said...

Thanks. I thought the picture was amazing as I drove through the countryside one evening, and I likened the world to that baby as we are living our lives against the backdrop of death, yet how many live oblivious to that meaning?

Agreed the new layout is fantastic. Namaste.