Perspective
O mother moon
vicious eyelash in velvet
unblinking
judgemental
bitch.
I can stare at you ‘til morning makes you crayon
I can hide you in a forest by moving an inch
Don’t think I have no purpose or beauty
You make monochrome
I am colour.
Catherine Ayres is a teacher, who is currently recovering from serious illness and taking a break from the “normal” world. She’s enjoying being more thoughtful, observant and quiet than she’s allowed herself to be for years. She has recently had some of her poetry published in Firestorm Journal.