Thursday photo prompt: Murmur #writephoto

Red sky, flames from a hidden fire
Illuminates the dark barren land
Black clouds tendrils reaching
Searching the darkness for something lost
The sheer weight of it pushing me down
Slowing my footsteps
I longed for the murmur of waves along the shore
Where I paddled as a child
Somehow, I have been dropped into this wasteland
An unwanted morsel of humanity
No sign of life save for the starlings
Swaying, painting their patterns across the dark grey
Their sky murmur, a last dance before sleep
Reminding me of many a last dance
Played out over time
Do those lost lovers touch in sweet refrain?
Does our world echo a continuous murmur of love?
Do we feed from this almost silent murmur?
Like hungry children
I think it must be so, for we are still here
Swaying, dancing our own murmur in silence…
©Anita Dawes

This post is our tribute to Sue Vincent, for all the lovely prompts she has given us with #Writephoto over the years. To cheer her up on these dark days… GET WELL SOON, Sue…
Beautiful, Anita! Perfect image, perfect words. 🙂
Sue Vincent is always a wonderful inspiration…
Definitely! 🙂
I add my own murmur of love and healing thoughts to Sue- and to all of us as we sink into reality while we also soar with winged beings. ❤️
Bless you! (and Sue!)
This was beautiful. It made me smile.
Thanks, Michele…
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Beautifully penned, Anita. <3
Thank you, Eliza…
Beautiful… Sharing.
Thanks Bette…
This is stunning. I love the poignant feel. A beautiful response to a beautiful prompt.
Thank you, Diana…
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I love the almost breathless rhythm you have captured in this poem, Anita.
So pleased that you like it, Sue…
I do. 🙂