tag:marybryson.blog.co.uk,2009-11-24:/MokoFeed2009-11-24T20:00:12+01:00tag:marybryson.blog.co.uk,2009-07-15:/2009/07/15/the-loons-6518059/MaryBryson2009-07-15T11:52:28+02:002009-07-15T11:52:28+02:00 <p>The loons cry out at night<br> A haunting howl across the seas<br> Where is my love?<br> Come back to me</p> <p>Still waters shift<br> The loons are hunting<br> And I am proud of my blood<br> I am proud of my curse<br> The loons in me made me see.</p> <p>The loons are howling<br> With beauty and grace<br> They cross the oceans<br> On broken waves</p> <p>The loons are hunting<br> Go back to the shore<br> You’ll never know<br> What your heart is for</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marybryson.blog.co.uk/2009/07/15/the-loons-6518059/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marybryson.blog.co.uk,2007-03-22:/2007/03/22/cuts_aamp_losses~1950583/MaryBryson2007-03-22T01:28:03+01:002007-03-22T01:28:03+01:00 <p>And you are not here<br> Not warm by my side<br> As I watch the snow fall<br> Each flake, breath by breath<br> Shifts down the high tide<br> And my wounds are left open<br> Unbound by your sighs. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marybryson.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/cuts_aamp_losses~1950583/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>