My Poetry Poetry Custody by Ciaran Burke Custody Their gloved hands held tightcrossing the road to final momentsthe child's walk morphed into a skipwhile proud father kept his adult strideHis Baltic features warm with smileschilled by the north wind blowingbetween the great buildings androws of weekend parkingThe stretching adult hand grasps aira back pat missed to fleeting feetnow an empty space of childish statureis a vacuum filling with feelingsThe father's smile melts to painregret and sorrow leadshim away to the other sidehis child runs to maternal custody Broad shoulders crouch into lonely amblepockets bury his empty handsthe strong demeanour crushedbeneath his angry frownMother and child embracingone hundred metres and a world aparttwo sides to one story, both trueboth real, and a child is in between.- Ciaran Burke
Unbroken Unbowedshaped by the worldveils of mistclouding the clarityshort sighted by the persistent cloudUnbrokenresistant the ill windsdetermined standknowing clouds disperseskies brightena beautiful world reveals.Ciaran […]
Burning Hope Glowing like an ember awaiting air to re-ignite to awake the world flickering with golden hope burning the skies scorching dark to […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading...
Parallel Existence Was that a moment or was it an unreality existing in a fading dream as the embrace of sleep released me to […]