Bulk
I suppose
this beautiful bright dawn
is the sky trying to offset
the wild gusts of last night
like a rescue mission.
We still don’t get what
we thought we’d got. I suppose
our serial wrangling to solve
the weather we’ve caused
is even more ballast
yet-to-be-ditched.
I try to write it, appraise
the weight of words.
Each morning
in doubt, in hope
I step onto the scales.
Christopher M James, a dual British/French national, lives in the Dordogne, France. He has published in Acumen, Aesthetica, Magma, Orbis, Dream Catcher, London Grip, Poetry Salzburg, amongst others. He has also been widely anthologised.