Poetry Clips – I Was Too Empty For Words – Part 1 (The Wind Whispers)

I was too empty for words

Broken dreams

Filled my nights

An empty churchyard

Relentless echoes

The age-old kisses

Of the sea on stone

Each ripple

Pulling me back

The wind whispers

But no-one speaks here

And the sun

Rises somewhere

Without me

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a writing prompt on Twitter from @FromOneLine

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