Two Poems – Henry Bladon

Metaphysical Standoff

for a billion years
waiting for interstellar dust
to mop up the evidence
or to send a message
from the shimmering light
and provide a
languid invitation from afar
to inspire
the writer of another story

Blink Of An Eye 

How does it feel to breathe freedom?

and who does this?

A bird from a cage, a prisoner,
a hiker,
a person in a summer meadow?

Having been around for the flinch of time
and the blink of an eye.

I wonder what remains when we are gone?

About the contributor: Henry Bladon is a writer of short fiction and poetry based in Somerset in the UK. He has degrees in psychology and mental health policy and a PhD in literature and creative writing. His work can be seen in Fewer than 500, Pure Slush, Truth Serum Press, Flash Frontier, and O:JA&L, among other places.

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