
Crowstep
poetry journal
against darkness and ice
beneath spangling skies our ancestors
battle against shortening days and biting ice
in flight and fight from claw and fang
generations spurred by struggles
tease and hone to set a trap
watchful until the moment when
fire is caged by smooth round cobbles
blaze controlled
rage contained
fire performs when nudged
wood-fed poor dead things empty of sap
laced with bobs of rabbit fur trailed from thickets
air razed to agitate and flirt the flame
dancing orange and yellow
traced with licks of blue-green
adding its own pitch of sizzle and hiss
small hunted edibles spit-turned
drip fat to flare
after the exuberant display
fire feels the famine
fallen furious into a box of lint and flint
destined to smoulder until revived again
a nexus for every moment since
good or evil
and the rain fell
cooling microscopic droplets gravity governed
collide and expand density determined
they explode on earthly surfaces
that airplane is drenched as it cloud-slices
gaining height to avoid the tempest
those birds preened slick don’t even quiver
immune to the fall of tight packed molecules
unfazed the concrete city glides to a rush in grey light
as water purges through gullies silver-toned back to the sea
ancient trees are mist-crowned and cloaked in liquid diamonds
welcoming this essential dressing down every time
it reaches into crowds of hunched shoulders and splish-splash feet
even the sugar-minded find a secret joy in this renewal
watertight the cars confirm their potency
waving away the watery blur with each to and fro swipe
it falls on you on the baby’s head
sitting on that bench lucky brolly deployed
and throaty grumbles of countless cats rumble
unlike Schrodinger’s they just want to exist in one state dry
finally racing along curved blades of green grass
into the earth the sky salve is delivered again
night fear
beyond the artificial buzz of street lights
tar dark nights recast homely impressions
sweet tap of raindrops prattling along the downpipe
lunge to revamp as thick slick blood soured by the
butcher-sharp knives mainlining mayhem into the earth
the jacket’s jaunty drape loose- hung on the door
refashions to a fearsome glaring figure deep-set eyes
a crooked nose half hood hidden consuming the air
hypnotic washing on the line moves from a lazy flap
to reawaken wings of unspeakable night demons
whip-cracking and yowling in their wild ghostly rodeo
playful barks from neighbourhood dogs revise
their tone and timbre fierce fangs froth
demanding the release of the hounds of hell or else
the swing of branches ease into the swag of shrubs
revised in silhouette the sinister troupe crowd close
and closer still ready to smother and crush your world
twilight logic garbling clues once solved by daylight
spar in sticky treacle conjuring bone chilling alternatives
to thwart the release of sleep
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Geraldine Fleming reconnected with creative writing after retirement. Her poetry and prose have appeared in many anthologies and journals. In 2022, two poems were published in Community Arts Partnership Anthology, Threshold, and her poem Cartographer was long listed for the Seamus Heaney Award. The following year a poem was published in the annual CAP anthology, Compass. She has published a short story collection, Curiosity, January 2023 and a poetry collection, Fractured Echoes, June 2023, both by Impspired Press.
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