[119 words]
this is our last chance
for escape
I will pull back
the blankets
it is warm inside
smells of sleep.
lie beside me again
imagine us adrift
on an island
small as a raft
let us pretend
that our breath keeps time
with the night
that the cold
is not closing in
the magic not
breaking apart.
come. let us curl up
under the covers
dream there is
an ocean at the window
wrap the linen moonlight
tighter
nudge the cat
that sleeps beside us
on the bed
let the world disappear
become a shadow
against an empty sky
behind us
let me hold you
close forever
and pretend we are safe here
floating through silence
in the dark
Ken Cathers has just published his eighth book of poetry entitled Home Town with Impspired Press in England. He has also recently published two chapbooks, one entitled “Kiefer” by broke press and the other entitled “Legoland Noir” by Block Party Press. His work has appeared in publications from Canada, the United States, Australia, Ireland, England, India, Hong Kong and Africa. Some of his recent work has appeared in Plato’s Cave, The McGuffin, Acta Victoriana, Zoetic Press, Wild Words and The Blue Unicorn.
