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Snakes

We drove to the snake temple
for a dare. You said
the snakes were warm around your neck
like silk. You smirked
then it was my turn
I blanched, it went cold
when the priest hung them from me
in a garland. I was ashamed
when you laughed at me
the snakes coiled like they’d kill.
We thanked the priest and he released me
but I didn’t forgive you
until you consoled me
and said we all had our monsters.
I knew I’d found mine.

Robert James Berry
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Gone

How could you leave
when you chose my clothes
bought my shoes
made my food.
When I roll into our bed
I don’t cry
but the dip on your side
is a place to die
now and forever.
If you came back
I’d not be shy
but demand a kiss
and hug you till it hurt.
But you’ll not return now
I have only your bold perfume on the dresser
and the scent of you on our sheets.

Robert James Berry
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Tea

I saw you sipping Chinese tea
you liked it hot, strong
and chrysanthemum.
You cradled the cup
like you never held me
inhaling its infusion.
I’d heard you were getting by
even blooming,
this felt like a betrayal
when I brimmed with nostalgia

and the thought if you
sharing you tea with another man
was nauseous. If you saw me now
I could never placate you
you’d go pale as winter lilies.

Robert James Berry
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Sublime

We are slathered in suncream
sunburnt and singing.
When you shouted shark
I paddled in
the waves were soft as honey.
We showered in the municipal yard
the sand ran in rivers
we were blush as snappers.
I slapped your back
you yelped and splashed me
this was sublime.

Robert James Berry
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Shame

It is raining softly
when you say talk to him
he is your son.
I go over
struggle with some words
thinking its better you don’t know
I wasn’t there when you were young.
It’s put a space between us
I never saw you crawl and walk
and am ashamed.
I cuff your hair
tell you to get to school
nothing is said.
You hitch on your backpack
are gone into the rain
I know I’m losing you.

Robert James Berry
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Fear

It is night time
my child is screaming
it’s hard to console you
to say the monsters are gone.
I can smell the rain
smell your fear
I straighten your duvet
hush you
stir your pillows
kiss your forehead
and leave with the light on
under your door.
You will sleep now
I’ll listen for you crying
above the rain.

Robert James Berry
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Matches

When you were a small boy
about three years old
you lit matches
stared at the flames
like they were conjuror’s tricks.
I came and blew them out
you pulled a face
you smelt of fresh warm bread
I knew you’d be a rebel
your eyes were extraordinarily hazel
those times had a glow.

Robert James Berry
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