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