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In any crevice

they can find, they hide,

the lizard,

in its camouflage,

the beetle,

with black armor.



Even the birds knew before;

ink blots in the turbulent sky,

crows fly in numbers -

not solitary,

anymore.



Scarce do I see the feral cats,

skirting boundaries,

laying their scent.

And the Gofers, dormant;

they shiver underground,

in the dark and wet.



Inland we are -

the sky dark, as a tent,

gray clouds suffocate the light -

it feels

a storm is imminent.



Not long now to wait,

and a mass exodus.

The tide surges forth

and the light

goes out on the world.



Buildings rattle,

and they shake,

shards of glass

in the earth -

buried.

What was once,

has changed -

homes have fallen to the ground;

nothing

remains.



“Please, will you tell us where to go?”

“Hush, Hush,

the wind, the wind,

it blows!”

When you listen,

your mind paints

pictures,

in monochrome.



Curfews still in place;

mothers, daughters, fathers, sons.

How long this torment -

how long -

till darkness dissipates?



Copyright Suzy Davies 08/09/2017. All Rights Reserved.

We flicker in candlelight,
creep in the dusk,
secret interlopers,
travel in dust.
Ages of carbon
wrought mortal frames,
each one of us unique,
but always the same.
Motion of breath ‘twixt
the tongue and the lips,
I speak a name
and the name, between, slips.
Meeting of eyes,
the I and I knew,
always a surprise,
the discovery of you.

Copyright Suzy Davies 2019. All Rights Reserved.
*Title Inspired by Pablo Neruda’s poem.

Sunlight magnifies,
and expands
the space on which Humanity stands.
draw the curtains,
open the blinds,
see the beauty
in what you find.

Everything flows -
metamorphosis;
with each new sunrise
the earth to kiss.
And from dark corners,
from shadows, that creep,
rainbows dazzle
the world from sleep.

Yet do not wake,
I hear you cry,
drying sleep
from hooded eyes.
Nightmare illusions
creep into day;
you want the world
to go away.

How can this be,
our children, confined,
the world, its axis,
realigned.
Nothing is as was before,
as phantoms
knock
on Eternity’s door.

Yet, here is the dawn,
and here, the rose,
inhale the fragrance
as it blows.
The winds of change
are coming soon,
and all the world
will be - abloom.

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