ALL QUIET

It’s quiet in the desert

no sound but my pencil

as I wait for you to quaff

my thirst. Alone I recognise

you as the one who asks but

not for thee but our child’s

happiness.

It does not matter that you

are repugnant to animals like my own

that antler their way into

the forest without asking for

reach, just to feel it is

enough to make me want to

shout for joy.

 

COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2019

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