Friday, March 15, 2013



Skulls adorning a landscape of hills
Teetering beside chasms
Cut brown into green softness.
In the foreground, a folding of green
like my green crumpled dress
which I wore
when I went out with Robbie
who doesn't want me anymore. 

I thought of the skulls
And how one day I'd be one. 

Why wait fifty years? 

They are flying above me
Against the skyline
Like balloons of methane gas.
I want to be up there with them
looking down on my desolate world.
Murder Among the Roses
Murder detective novel set in Western Australia

1 comment:

  1. I see the clouds as skulls. The poor girl is sad and lonely.