Tuesday 18 April 2023

Waiting for the Sun

Winter lingers too long.
Snowflakes dissolved into poems
Months ago,
Yet the steel jaw of sky
Won't give up the Sun.

Spring is in a straightjacket
Somewhere,
Wanting to
Reveal its skin -

The memory of healing
Simmering
Under mine.



C. LJ Ireton 

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