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Blossom Hibbert - Two Poems

Blossom Hibbert


we should prepare the dining room table tonight.
you will roll the dice
and wear your disguise
clatter porcelain plates together,
rolling blue eyes
spit in the ocean in protest,
ocean fights back just like rain the army sent
this is dedication!
this is
putting my pride into a routine
i can manage alone
sorry did I say i,
i meant (we)
let us go back home now. let's
get your jacket on and oh let's
walk home, together
the swallows have gone home, too - for the winter
whispered farewell on this white capped evening, could see my
breathe just like smoke
told them it is not worth the big, long flight
told them don’t be late for dinner
told them sometimes I am afraid of the sky, too
when asked why we are off so early – we explain
we are preparing the dining room table
tonight, and are expecting guests in the form of
little tiny birds.


you know that it is the wind that will kill me in the end
because i will try and follow it until i've
       trodden on the soil on the corner of the earth
and i drop right down its cold side
in the penultimate breath
       of a bitter body of mine
you know that i will be death in the end and we can meet up in the
       other land
where there is no breeze at all where the street lights
never have a need to turn on in the first place where
        we can sit back together again and
bless this stagnant air, following
    the morning prayer of two atheists
    sat side by side (singing)

Copyright © Blossom Hibbert, 2022

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