Tamsin Williams
Every Colour Sang
Every colour sang waiting
for you.
Sung a soulful song
A glamorous glorious
Cry of
Why
Why
Why aren't you here?
Why cried Not-ready-to-be-dad.
Why cried You-who-didn't-see-the-time-was-nigh.
Instead you hid
From view.
Where even the doctor
Couldn't see you.
Little Beasty that
Burst through
Clouds to meet us
On an operating table.
Your gurgle beckoned.
My belly soft at last.
After too many pulls,
Twists, turns
The colours sing across
Sky that meets blue sea.
Greens, blues,
White cliffs
All sing
For you.
You who took so long.
You who didn't turn.
You.
Are.
Here.
Phew.
Can I have a cigarette now?
Possession
Milked mother on heat.
Prickly stubble breath
Onto my cheek.
Herded into bed
'For your safety' he said.
Pinning my arms.
Marshmallow ginger locks
Fall into my eye.
Strong cradled relief.
Youthful men in coarse uniform
Hold firm.
Hot pink hotel room
Clean lemon fresh sheets.
Their arms
Criss-cross my body
With muscular strength.
Caught.
Staring into glassy blue eyes.
Screeching
Pain
Shot through
My flank
Drops me into oblivion
A stone
Thrown
Out to sea
I drift
Drop
Blue smothers me.