Promise

 

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portrait sleeping child

 

He calls his mum a butterfly

as its larvae hatch alone and

he’s scared of being abandoned,

but she can’t hear the rebuke;

Adding gaudy eye-spots to false

antennae lashes, dusty and taut.

We’ll mow the hours down

like flowers tomorrow, she swears.

New snags nestle in her dress

when he pushes her away;

since kisses signify goodbye;

no promise can gratify.

Later she will stroke his face,

since she grasps how

the guarded thorn speaks;

and with painstaking care

kiss his forehead as he sleeps.

First published in Obsessed With Pipework issue No 59

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Katerina Neocleous has been published or is forthcoming in the following poetry journals: Haiku Quarterly, Orbis, Equinox, Obsessed With Pipework, Weyfarers, The Cannon's Mouth, Clear Poetry, The Dawntreader, Ink, Sweat & Tears, The Open Mouse, Shot Glass Journal. She is a Home Educator and settled in North West England.

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