Maggie Mackay

On Considering Courage

Six apple trees
and companion ladders,
six wooden rungs.
Blossom showers grass tufts,
casting snow rings on the earth.

I plant one bare foot on the first spar
and curve my arthritis, feeling for wood.
My hands clench the sides.
I raise my head as if it’s on a taut string
heavenward, exhale on a wobble,
pull in my core.

Up and higher I rise into air
above checked hues of the earth,
not looking down. And then I do.
A kind of heart surgery is happening
tying leaking vessels, like in a documentary
about stress or birds’ fear of falling.

And birdsong bursts through.
One blackbird thrashes in undergrowth,
his mate feasts on a windfall apple,
a third spikes me with a stare.
I fly with another through green.

Copyright © Maggie Mackay 2017

Maggie Mackay, a Scot and recent Manchester Metropolitan University MA Poetry graduate, has work in print and online such as Amaryllis, Algebra of Owls, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Prole, Three Drops Press and Atrium.

About sunnydunny

Poet, publisher, gardener
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s