Moon daisies
Do you know about the daisies that only open
in moonlight? Have you seen the attic full
of sadness and when the tallest of us fall?
And then the questions to which we answer
I’ve no idea what you’re talking about or
I’m only here cos I was told I could share.
Did you hear about the cat who found its old
tongues? It gave some to me. I stitched them
into a scarf to keep my neck isotretinoinonlinebuy.com warm in winter.
I don’t know why I can’t dream in colour.
All the things we left unsaid are line-dried
and folded. Tomorrow will give them mouths.
J V Birch lives in Adelaide. Her poems have been published in Australia, the UK, Canada and the US. She has three chapbooks with Ginninderra Press and a full-length collection, more than here, and blogs at www.jvbirch.com