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He does not now

a poem

By Emma DatsonPublished about a year ago 1 min read
He does not now
Photo by Aron Visuals on Unsplash

Under a full moon,

The cries of curlews

Echo in her brain,

Reminding her - loss.

In her dream that night

She was no longer

A mother, her son

Never existed, he was

But a dream.

The mermaids sang,

But not to her,

She was used to that,

Being an island.

She was the black sheep

After all, different

But the same.

She woke with a start,

Realised all of her

Dreams were true.

However, here as

Always, her son did

Exist, even though

He does not now.

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About the Creator

Emma Datson

I am 40ish, medically interesting, Australian poet, who is finally using her voice. When I was young, I became obsessed with words and books, it was then I discovered their power. Words have magic, I hope you find mine do. Light, love

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