Leafy flight

I took nothing
of a definite sort
luring me to rest, and
It went on blowing
Whole of fearful nights

I kept my child, safe
Warmth of my womb
The only safety floating inside, that
he must not see outside –
The gallow of the darker nights

What hanker it cries
Outside; whirling.
It was all bricks and mortar
Birthing a new death, and
I took to a leafy flight

4 thoughts on “Leafy flight

  1. Jagdish Singh Ramana

    Such a beautiful poem!
    “I kept my child, safe
    Warmth of my womb
    The only safety floating inside, that
    he must not see outside –
    The gallow of the darker nights”- it remindes me one of Nissim Ezekiel’s poems, entitled ‘ The Night of the Scorpion’.
    “My mother only said
    Thank God the scorpion picked on me
    And spared my children.”

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