She comes to my desk,
clutches a mangled clump.
My necklace is all muddled up.
Can you fix it, Daddy?
I can tell that something went wrong
when she tried to unravel it herself,
only to make it much worse.
I keep it on my desk,
fiddle with it in idle moments
worry away to loosen it.
Eventually I untie the last clump,
admire the simple clean line,
a silver acorn on a fine chain.
I fasten it around her neck,
hope to always resolve her tangles,
no matter how tight the knot.
Meet the Poet!
Ben Banyard lives in Portishead, on the Severn Estuary just outside Bristol, UK. His third collection, Hi-Viz, was published by Yaffle Press in 2021 and is available via his website: https://benbanyard.wordpress.com. Ben also edits Black Nore Review: https://blacknorereview.wordpress.com.