She stands
On the shore
Watching
Her ship burn
Her two horses
In the water
Stand
Like two pillars
Strong
The promise
Of swift
Departure
The mountain
Unmoved
Like a giants
Table
Covered in
cloth
Weaved
From the
Finest
Mist
This tale
Is born
Of ecstasy
Of ancestral
Whisperings
And the
Ghosts of
Spanish Sailors
In silence
Their voices
In the distance
Singing
The vision
long term
A crowd
Gathering
Chipping
Away
Carving
Magic
Visions
Breathing life
Into my DNA
To
Connect
And
reconnect
To find
Oneself
In hidden
Vulnerability
To puzzle
Out
The past
A tale of
Colonisation
And
Deliverance
f.mcginnis
Dramatic! Mesmerizing, actually!
thanks Gerry! just sent it out to a few people - waiting for feedback - will let you know. If you know any producers do pass it along I have the pilot written. xx much love
Good luck, Fran, and keep us posted!
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