Thursday, 2 August 2018

Rhetorical Questions

Night falls
and with it
a stargazer’s telescope
pulls sharp focus
on all that is not well with the
What seemed far
Is now close enough to touch
to reach out and grab
the drowning man
bobbing in
salty brine
glottal stopping,
breath taking
in and out
and out
of time-
So close
you can wipe the spittle from
your face
to face with his
So close you can
beat your hearts
look him in the eye and ask
“You after my job?”
“My house?”
“My wife, my kids?”
So close you can
suck up his last breath
as you wait for his answer

© Bex Tate

Bex, frustrated with the data driven education system, left behind her teaching job. She now spends her time writing, pondering life and wonderińg what to do next. Writing poetry helps her to try and make sense of the world as well as giving her the chance to rant a bit!!