Amy Louise Wyatt

 

The Numberless

 

At some unknown time

take me

to the Mundurukú,

 

for I, like them,

know nothing

of this world of numbers;

 

know nothing of

the calculated things

my son counts up.

 

If I could tally up

the ways I mis-count;

over-estimate, under-value;

 

let a wrong clock tell

me its time.

Your A.D. and Auld Lang Syne.

 

Here, in a bonded world

of nothingness

and endless rhyme.

 

By Amy Louise Wyatt (2020)

 

 

(Photograph by Paul Daniel Rafferty)

The ancients placed moonstones

in their mouths to see their futures;

under full moon, energy pulled

inwards, born from their mother’s rays.

 

To see my future, I placed a full moon

on my tongue; yearned to be lunar;

to see what ancients saw.  Worship

Artemis; marbleised, translucent;

 

let adularescence make me believe

that life is moonlight on calm water;

that I am only a spectre dreamt

by Luna in her long pale sleep.

 

I have a new pen, wash and slate ‘Old Pickie’ scene available to purchase.  It is framed and mounted in a white box frame and is £45.  If you are interested, please text on 07855013459.  Amy 🙂

Click on the link below to read details about submitting your work on the theme of LOVE for this year’s competition.

 

https://thebangorliteraryjournal.wordpress.com/the-bangor-poetry-competition/

 

 

*****Amy’s Art Workshops*****

Each Saturday 10am-11am
Ages 3- 14 years

The Blackberry Path Art Studios, 26 Gray’s Hill, Bangor, BT20 3BB

£6.50 per child or two children are £10 per week
All materials, snack and refreshments included