Monday, July 25, 2011

Black

(It wasn't the fact that Amy Winehouse died today
but more that so many talented people squander their gifts).

Today is black,
and deathly quiet
the music lies under a veil of black.
A tormented life has now turned black,
and talent stifled, in vague outline
is coloured in black.
Notes and words on vellum
of beauteous youth
now play starkly black,
charred and burnt.

© Graham Sherwood 7/2011

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