For one day my heart

was a rogue balloon

which found refuge in that tree

across the meadow-hill

where squirrels handle acorns

and the wood pigeons built their nest.

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Author of over 300 poems, also books, essays and short stories. Published in the Johannesburg Review of Books, Carapace and Type/Cast. BeadedQuill's titles are for sale via

5 thoughts on “String

  1. I love the rogue/rouge play! Definitely want to know which particular day this was 🙂 or if I’m taking it too literally…. such a beautiful image

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