Platform
From where I sat
I thought he was wearing
red shoes
an eccentric choice with all that
so correct black
and I liked him for it.
Not until he stepped down
did I see they too
were black, ferociously
polished; and that blood shade
was only the reflection
of something underfoot.
Judith Taylor lives and works in Aberdeen. Her poetry has been published widely in magazines and her first full-length collection, Not in Nightingale Country, was published in 2017 by Red Squirrel Press. Website: http://sometimesjudy.co.uk/