Hers/Mine by WORDSMiTH

Poetry
Motyl

A Moth to Light by Victoria Holt, 2017

 

the two saucers

are Hers

 

they are in

Her cupboard

 

but only

one cup

 

My cup is here

holding my coffee

dark, bitter & sweet

 

My cup

has no saucer

 

My cup

stands alone

 

in the cupboard

when it is empty

 

 

About the Author:

WORDSMiTH is a penname of Rob Turnbull. He is currently studying for a Master’s degree in Creative Writing at Newcastle University. His life long interests are music, the dramatic arts, reading, philosophy, and travelling. He hopes that his new found love of writing will unlock even more doors to enlightenment! And he is overjoyed that Fragmented Voices should be the first to publish his work.