Home improvements
Dark red bricks huddle
off duty on the patio,
coated in plasterer’s dust,
knocked out of their wall
like old teeth.
An outburst of bird song
enters our home –
caught in the wonder of stereo
my ears tilt towards
the once silent flank of the house.
Through the hole high in our wall
white rapids stream across blue,
their fleetness offset
by a jagged brick frame.
Diffuse light has entered,
gleams through sheeted plastic
thinning the shadows inside.
The house has a new eye,
I wish it didn’t need glass
to seal me back in.
Hélène Demetriades studied English at Leeds University, went to drama school and worked as an actor. Later she trained as a transpersonal psychotherapist. She has had poems published in Reach Poetry, Sarasvati and Dawntreader magazines, (Indigo Dreams Publishing), Anima Magazine and several anthologies. She has been published online in Clear Poetry, Ink Sweat and Tears, Eunoia Literary Review and Allegro Poetry. She lives in South Devon with her family.