TWILIGHT
TWILIGHT
I'd like to walk into that house
over the road where a lamp shines,
quench many whims in fact
but extra vibrant years and brief dotage
are nothing more than fantasy.
I took photographs every day in vain
but didn't spot the change.
Too old now to keep bulldogs
I recently acquired a Chihuahua,
last night dreamed a cloud of fragile birds
that sang of heaven, changing colour
then arched in unison
up to the ceiling and back.
Published in Black Market Re-view, number 4, September 2017.