Poetry from Fevers of the Mind Anthologies by Richard Waring

Hypnos Turn His Back

Sanctuary no more in nights embrace,
lifes deeds now go unlaundered
in Lethe's poppy soaked waters.
The deepening need is ignored,
for leaden eyes sense a deeper darkness
waiting in that land, where the other brother tarries.
Dark slumber I long for your return,
my mind and body ache.

MATHS

There was a time when my family was happy.
It was a time of five.
All of us, together, a whole.

Then came subtraction, 
One removed, forever gone,
and darkness followed.
There was a time when my family was happy
It was a time of five.
Now we live in four.

Redecorated

my old bedroom
childhood's stronghold
papered over and repainted
near the carpet's edge
a jutting nail
and underneath, the floorboard
the hidey-hole
the secret place
where treasure and shame
were hidden
reaching inside that hollow space
its contents gone
discovered and removed
decayed or turned to dust

Upon Waking

I remember ice
inside my bedroom window
even my breath did not melt it
a single pane of glass
rattling in the wind
colder outside than in
but only just


Bio from 2020:
Richard's work has appeared in the 2019 CAP Anthology and Black Bough Broadsheets Issue 1. Word Masher, Poet and Writer,  @blackboughpoems @PoetryN1 @_Re_side_ First novel "Shadows in the Firelight" now availabe on Amazon  
http://amazon.co.uk/dp/B082569HNZ