Sonja Benskin Mesher

hospital pyjamas

I come here late, hospital pyjamas,
was it body or brain paralysis
that kept me there, tired
lace curtains drawn.

I lay as a child, arm high
tracing patterns and bows,
thinking in the wind,
when there is no wind?

to the door i find
earth smell, light rain
and music from the overflow.

little toads still hazard,
everywhere, everywhere.

i warned you yesterday,
tread very gently my dears

Copyright © Sonja Benskin Mesher 2017

I am a painter who writes, a writer that paints, a drawer on life, and landscape. … Watch me make things. Am quite patient, hold my tongue, but can’t say multi-disciplinary. Easily I live here, in Wales,  Easily.


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Poet, publisher, gardener
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One Response to Sonja Benskin Mesher

  1. Reblogged this on sonja benskin mesher and commented:
    Thanks Colin

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