Circles

on the water show us

this is where something has drowned

pretty as they are

~

CLP 03/07/2021

Dream #19

flying with brothers and sisters

screams of joy

uncontrollable giggles

screaming with brothers and sisters

pained by absence

collapsed in holes of grief

uncontrollable brothers and sisters

scoured by loss

wandering like orphaned kittens

absence of brothers and sisters

~

CLP 15/06/2021

On The Street, Leicester

May. Rain so intense it hurts

like February.

Two tall men stood

on the corner outside

the mini-mart by the station.

.

A ham and cheese sandwich

with a note shared

stories of losing fathers

in youth. Two lives

navigated by guesswork.

~

CLP 14/05/2021

On Water xxvii

bent double by grief

sadness enough to birth rivers

path shadowed by tears

~

CLP 04/05/2021

Around Midnight

timing was never more important

than opportunity when hungry

we ate out, or would grab something

maybe just an amuse-bouche

at the bus shelter, a first course perhaps

irrespective of weather

because hungry is no respecter of climate

we always ate together

we rarely went without without

in sun, the rain, the snow

until naturally our routines began to drift

into more regular meal routines

before economy and fate peeled us apart

eventually

I returned one midnight

to oranges, not as a ravenous teenager

body craving any food or fruit every hour

these midnight oranges were rarer

at first a self-indulgent treat

until our segmentation complete

meant for awhile midnight oranges

were the only food

that I had to eat

~

n.b. NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Twenty Two prompt: metonymy – midnight oranges. Good luck looking that up.

~

CLP 22/04/2021

L3 (Day 65): Carrow

The early evening cloud forms a shape reminiscent of the Horsehead Nebula.

The national news today is confirmation of the murder of a young woman unknown to me. My heart aches for her loss, her family and friends.

~

CLP 12/03/2021

L3 (Day 28): At the Window

Another day of tears. A venerated old man died along with one thousand, four hundred and forty-eight other UK victims of the pandemic. Tomorrow Will Be Good Day is the title of his book.

With that hope in my heart I withdraw from this one.

~

CLP 02/02/2021