Maggie Mackay

 

 

Flare

I turn my head to see you
in the wing mirror
as usual.
My hand falls
from the gear stick, outrider
for the electric whirr echo;
whiteout. Landmarks slip,
drumsticks thrash
over the earth’s core,
through my skull.

My words flounder. This skin is new to me.
I slur a name – might be mine –
gulp a balloon of air
as I roll on the edge
of another squall-storm.

This cumulonimbus is beyond
transient suggest the experts.
It’s a clot inside my vein,
a black-blue spiral of onyx;
at the nucleus, blood-drenched strokes of fire.

 

 

 

Maggie Mackay’s biggest success so far has been as part of the writing collective at http://allwritethen.wordpress.com/ with five poems in their anthology Still Me… published by http://www.pewter-rose-press.com/ She has been accepted for the MA in Creative Writing (Poetry) at Manchester Metropolitan University in January 2014.

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