Untitled from scrapbook 1993
Woods, the girl is hidden
stream, cold and hurt
the boy listens, guilt-stricken
waiting for her to call his name, alone
eyes from the black turn mystical
the paths are soon to meet
the girl cries
head bowed in silence she weeps
softly onto her mind
she needs somebody to run with
holding
waiting for the embracing arms
the kissful gesture
the clothing stained with the cloud's blood.
Colin Van Der Woude lives in Tasmania, Australia.
Clemente Padin Stephen Mead Colin Van der Woude Christopher Barnes Dave Ruslander
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