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Embers

The flames
execute balletic leaps
the grate is crackling
and the logs glow
like they’ve swallowed the sun.
We snooze, toasting
our faces.

When we awake
a sliver of moon hangs
in a silver sky
the fire is dead
our eyes rake the embers.

Robert James Berry

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I dreamt my father died
he left me a big inheritance
I splurged out on the children
bought my wife a car
then I woke up.
To yesterday’s chips,
the ugly kitchen
and guilt,
at wishing my father dead.
Though he’s long in the tooth
more crotchety than a crow
I wouldn’t wish him gone
and me running my hands
through his money.

Robert James Berry

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Love

I’m not going to ask
if you love me
it’s evident in your eyes
the hue in your cheeks
how rain makes you smile
how you sip your coffee.
When you blow a dandelion
it’s like a kiss
when you hug your knees
you’re dreaming of me.
Robert James Berry
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The chalk downs
where we walked
hid hunting owls
and stoats
rain plashed on the bracken
it summoned adders
the hills weren’t so high
that they touched the sky
it rained two days out of three
the paths became milky rivers
we rejoiced to be dry.

Robert James Berry

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Rain

The rain never stops
I watch it fall
on the neighbour’s tin roof
I listen for it to lessen
but it has the vigour of snakes.
The memory of wet days
is poignant
a lit stove
sipping steaming green tea
hearing the rain
exercise in the rice fields
not caring if it never stops.

Robert James Berry

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Mirror

You look in the mirror
applying lipstick and eyeliner
I watch you preen
and powder your cheeks
you are so beautiful.
When you see me watching you
your eyes go sad
I am a smear in the mirror
your loveliness surpasses the stars.

Robert James Berry

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Exile

This country
is a cacophony of strangers
they speak in a brash accent
I’m maudlin here.
The land that made me
is miles away
over the edge of the world
I don’t belong
I want to see a bit of magic
the fireworks in autumn
or river mist at dusk.
So take me back home
I’ve been exiled too long.

Robert James Berry

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