It's Still Life

She Must Be Mad
                  for “Other Voices – Other Rooms” #31

What madness edges its way
into her reality.
Causes unreasonable alarm,
banging on windows,
a geodesic short fuse . . .

(Geeze, he says, it’s just a bloody pigeon)

. . . birds pulling up her daffodils,
still tight, unopened, newly sprouted
in the dark, and silently waiting
for a grinding of light
to bring them from dead to life.

What causes a woman who
peaceably writes poetry by day
to shout like a longshoreman
at filthy pigeons at dawn.

She must be mad, surely
the neighbours must think so.

GoDogGo Café March 2022 Book Title Prompts #31 She Must Be Mad. Photo by Indivar Kaushik on Unsplash ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter