September 22 Quaker
rumble crunch
the walls are shaking
and the ceiling
I lie quaking
as the world
rocks to an end
the noise
the noise
is through the floor
and I am out of bed
out through the door
and clutching
stupid useless walls
and life is rumbling past
me
in my pink
pyjama top
and knickers
exposed
defenceless
to the force
of something
unimaginable
something I’ve imagined
countless times before
but this is real
and it is
unmistakable
in its beginning
and its end
the seconds shudder
and my heart
is in my mouth
there will be no going back
to everything
we knew
believed
and trusted
until now
until September
twenty-two.
See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists
My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1
or on the SHOP page of this very website.
Last year’s collection Fewer Curs available on demand