Sleep not willing to bed with me
I rose and sought the soft folds of water.
Eyes to the stars I floated in the cool white
sent by streetlights over wall and water.
Suddenly the night was vacuumed of light –
and the earth filled with dark silence.
And there they were, the little ones of light,
hidden before in the silks of their elders
but now atwinkle in night’s cloak,
high, high above my floating eyes.
she closes her eyes to the storm outsideand blankets her dreams from the nightmaresof water standing day and night in a shackwhose cold members are splinted together for warmthand dread
(While invigilating and seeing a poster of Soogdiere – mammals ) Glossary- to be read before commencing the poem. maanhaarwolf – aardwolf ysbeer – polar bear kameelperd –
I met a migrant from a distant land who sang: in a garden beyond lies the wreck of a birdbath, pieces strewn across the sand, its slimed bowl cracked, of
Your writing is very evocative and poetic.
Well done