April poetry challenge day 3

Jane Dougherty Writes

For Paul Brookes’ challenge, and inspired by an artwork by Jane Cornwell.

JC3

 

The watcher

 

I watch me watching you
through the prism of a dream,
a prism of tree-filtered light
in a distant forest world.

Run, fleet wild thing,
slip away into the shadows,
trust nothing
that walks on its hind legs.

The only wish I have,
even here
between the is and the perhaps—
be afraid,

though it breaks my heart.

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