Is the fat lady singing?
The cornet’s a dumb loop of dented brass
and the Turkish doll shoulders her pipe
like a rifle.
Gather in the corn
with beetled brow Myfanwy
as thread-bare teddy bear slumps
back into the years behind us.
Black ostrich feathers can't mask
the day when a young girl laughed
as she held a yearning child
in a sunny garden.
© Janice Windle 2014