Tag: moths

View from the Doll’s House

A poem inspired by Harrison’s quote: ‘At four in the morning my body bumped against the ceiling’

Night flight

Moths make their way by moonshine in fitful flashes of light powdered wings they brush against the jasmine vines and all the headiness of nocturnal scents settles layer by layered silence yet when the moon’s a daydreamer pale flowers and foliage filigreed silver spread a… Continue Reading “Night flight”

Spell of innocence

would that innocence would stay – a flickering fireside where an old cat sits pine logs hiss and children play word games help to sharpen wits their laughter bubbles up in fits when paw bats moth such comedy close by flames the creature flits burnt wings change to tragedy compassion wells the watery eye one small death and salt tears smart the spell is broken by their cry… Continue Reading “Spell of innocence”