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| David R. Mellor |
The End of a Friendship
Friendship should never end
like this
like going out fishing
hoping to catch a text or call
but instead the water
is dead, still
and there is no one there
at all
The Hospital
The hospital is full of people waiting to die
Or just rehearsing to die
It is advertised as ‘care’
But in reality, it is just a glorified abattoir
Appointments like hooks
On which they die on eventually
The hospital is full of people
Waiting or just rehearsing to die
But here I am most weeks
With people in white coats becoming gods
A stroke of the pen saving or condemning me.
Each time another Pontius Pilate
A Little Bird
He belted his little heart out
Same time every day
It lasted for hours and hours
But still…
She does not come.
I shouted out to the little bird
“Why not perch on another tree?”
“I was calling out to you…”
the little bird replied,
“To keep that smile on your face.”
Snowdrift
I can
Still feel the
Freezing cold
Air on my cheeks
An air long since gone
Like the people I used
To greet on the streets.
And you so small
I could fit you on the
Back of my bike
Sitting under the slide
So the cold rain wouldn’t bite.
I can still feel the freezing cold air...
And I worn out by life’s daily chores
Pulling the sledge to school carrying
the groceries that could feed a school
All done with love of course. Then one day
on returning you told me where you had been.
I can still feel the freezing cold air
My lips that wouldn’t move
And the
ice gripping
My heart
DAVID R. MELLOR is from Liverpool, England. He spent his late teens homeless on Merseyside. He is currently writing and performing in Turkey. His work has been featured by the BBC and the Tate, and his published collections of poetry are What a Catch (2012, Some Body (2014), Express Nothing (2019) and So This Is It (2020). His collection of stories `An Englishman in Turkey` ( Turkiye’De Bir Ingililiz) has recently been published.
