It’s the way the garden clouds over of a sudden
clouds
returning
confuse the situation
picking petals off the roses
breezing
turning a sunny day mute
as birds get sleepy
fade
from thinking
slim
like a silver birch sapling
thin light
of petunias (a sofa of petunias)
shadows
swarming buzzz louder & louder
above the altostratus
Gods
play with compass & paper
naked
muscular & bearded
statuary
here comes the sun again
like an apple
cider
I forget
TIME! shouts the clergyman
it’s the way
the garden clouds over (without one knowing)
Gareth Writer-Davies is from Brecon, Wales. Shortlisted Bridport Prize (2014 and 2017) Commended Prole Laureate Competition (2015) Prole Laureate for 2017. Commended Welsh Poetry Competition (2015) Highly Commended in 2017 . Pamphlets Bodies (2015) Cry Baby (2017) Indigo Dreams. Collection The Lover’s Pinch ( 2018) and pamphlet The End (2019) Arenig Press