"The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise." Miguel De Cervantes
WARNING: This blog contains lots of spoilers from To Kill A Mocking bird. I suggest you read the book first, then read my opinions of it.

Friday 13 July 2012

Red, White, Blue

Red, Anger. Raging socialists screaming at lifeless screens.
White, Innocence. A sickly perfect diamond choir.
Blue, Cold. Freezing spectators lining the icy waters.

Red, Passion. A baby boom 9 months after 'that amazing night with him'.
White, Cleanliness. Hundreds of volunteers slaving over endless cigarette stubs and pieces of chewing gum.
Blue, Loneliness. A solitary scottish duke, forced out of the celebrations.

Red, White, Blue

2 comments:

  1. This is a really original way to look at the jubilee! I like it :)

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  2. Really Good, I like the angle you've used to write this :)

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