Bordeaux Bay

Bordeaux Bay
Bordeaux Bay by Guernsey-based artist Tony Taylor

Wednesday, 19 October 2016


Mortality and death are subjects which greatly exercise poets and, with the notable exception of Browning's My Last Duchess, murder tends not to be the subject of many poems.When it is, it tends to be in the form of a melodramatic ballad.
This month's Guernsey Open Mic had "Earth" as its theme, but I decided not to write about the planet and instead focus on soil, mud and clay, and this short poem developed from that.


Earth appeals for earth conceals
sad, broken things.

Like shattered wings,
her pale white arms 

would cause alarms,
her fractured smile 

(save for my guile)
could get me caught,
to trial brought, 

a lesson taught,
a lifetime’s jail.

Earth, do not fail
to hide this ruined, little one

and what I’ve done.

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