Jane Dougherty Writes

My poem for Day 7 of Paul Brookes’ April poetry challenge, based on all three images. You can see them here, and of course, read the poetry.


It’s rarely black or white,
blazing summer or winter frost,
a burst of life or cold death.

glasses are both half full and half empty,
the past is with us and gone,
the aurore butterfly is snow and sunshine,

birth is the start of dying,
dawn the prelude to sunset,
laughter what comes after tears (and vice versa).

Everything is nuanced,
a subtle shade,
a declension of hues,

Nothing is so deep and dark,
solidly steadfast, so unambiguous
and unflinchingly certain that it never changes,

except crows.

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