Thursday 29 January 2015

I Love You

"I love you"
Has been written in the glass
Of my mirror -
Invisible gift from small fingers
Rebirthed in the steam
Of a later bath.

When she made her signpost
I don't know,
But it warms me
With blessing
Of maternal bliss.

A call heard, so I desend.
On the stairs,
The weekend child has come home,
Running up to midway meet mother
Poised between birth
And maturation:
10 years tall
Hair, legs
That perfect face -
Towards a woman
Leans now, beautiful.

"Mummy, I missed you!"
Arms wrap, head still
She bunts in against
My once feeding breasts.
How my swinging heart
Toe touches a sky
Only we can share.

Ah, my girl!
How I shall miss
This small you,
When your first decade
Can no longer shimmer
This morning blessing
To your mother
In the steam.

22nd September 2014

Muffin

An inch away from implosion
An unplanned solar flare went off,
And I watched my arm
Vault a plate of muffin
From a car window,
Bread bathing vehicle interior,
Finding anger quickly superior,
My ribs no longer caged control.

I didn't shout, but see -
This is a burn out:
Full of hurt, anger and a knife twist -
So tired, I forgot again how to sleep
With massed commitments I could not keep.

Beyond today I will hold no one
Save the child I was this morning,
And the girl I freaked,
Who sat in horror in the other seat.

Shame now, as well as stress
Erodes resource.
I sigh, for it is not yet safe to cry.

But maybe, another time
She will try the fucking muffin
I hubbardly harrid prepared
To sustain us both
When I so politely ask.

22nd October 2014