Simon Haworth

Three Poems

Kingdom

When the kingdom
falls apart the turning leaves
will perform acrobatics,

when the kingdom
falls apart it will resemble a fancy
dress party with skeletons and ghosts.

When the kingdom falls
apart it will be on a Wednesday
morning, heavy rain,

thick white cloud and a light
that is particular
to the time of year.

When the kingdom
falls apart we will have
to find a way to start again,

when the bough breaks
and the earth
starts to shake,

a way to turn
each other into strangers,
when the kingdom falls.

 

 

 

 

 

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