My Place
on the worn couch
you sit
in my place
the indent of the cushions
a loose fit
for your small body
that seeks the warmth
I vowed you
today
I say nothing
and let you be
some amend
made
a bill paid
that written down
I owed
words spoken
spring their meanings
through the use
we make of them
a contract of understanding
for the dull
we sit
unspeaking
there is scant time now
to be alone
Gareth Writer-Davies was Commended in the Prole Laureate Competition in 2015, Specially Commended in the Welsh Poetry Competition and Highly Commended in the Sherborne Open Poetry Competition. Shortlisted for the Bridport Prize and the Erbacce Prize in 2014. His first collection Bodies is published by Indigo Press: http://www.indigodreams.co.uk/gareth-writer-davies/4587920255