Drifting away

A second poem inspired by Barbara Danin’s painting

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Who would have thought she had so much blood

in her, the pale girl with flowers in her hair.

 

Who would have thought a heart could contain

so much, so many red tears.

 

Down the river of madness, she floats in her

dreams of flowers and freedom.

 

Perhaps freedom is madness after all.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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