Jennie Owen

 

 

 

House on a cliff

The little wooden house
peers over the edge, at
generations of his owners
inching forward.  A premonition
of fence tips, broken teeth in
free fall white foam and roar.

He spies his future, rhododendron
roots and cats bones that kneel
at the foot of nothing.  He
stares, fractured eyes look at
grey sky. Diving forward, the

foundations, precarious, roll
to salt.  He holds his breath.
Steadies himself.
Waits.

 

 

 

Jennie Owen is an experienced University Lecturer in Creative writing, she is also a Senior Editor for The Blackmarket Review on-line journal.  A member of Skelmersdale Writers, she is a proudly dyslexic, long time writer and lover of poetry.

 

 

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