Trapeze

The lonely artist lays with his feet hanging over the edge.

Arms outstretched, eyes projecting towards the higher skies.

He scans the clouds in search of nominal patterns,

Inspiration.

Abby is a single mother.

Struggling to balance her adolescent years, and to raise an innocent life.

She is lost, yet found.

Dedication.

In the wartorn state of Kabul,A paraplegic fumbles at his shoes.

Not with his hands, but with those stumps at the ends of his arms.

Everyday he does the same routine, struggling to put shoes onto the feet that he no longer owns; to protect his family and country.

Motivation.

The trapeze swings freely in the breeze,

As he stares at the passer-bys.

They seem happy and well fed,

Whilst he sits in his cage.

Separation.

Erratic Behaviour