Eyrie Avenue

After the chicks had flown the nest

she sat in stony silence –

rocking back and forth in an upright chair.

The hair on her head pulled tight into a cowl

that accentuated her horny skull.

A sharp, beak nose and dull, see all eyes

that fluttered from pillar to post –

Until –

The ball came over the wall –

Then –

Fingers cur...

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Forget Me Not

“Be grateful for the light”,

my mum would say.

I remember that

as if it were only yesterday.

“Because, without it

the dark will never go away

and what’s hidden in it

will be inclined to stay”.

I had a son -

but I forget his name.

Yesterday,

someone like him came

to visit me -

but he was not the same,

because m...

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