Another recent piece of mine on FVR, last month.
The neighbours have a flag –
a Union Jack flying high
waving as the geese find home
in the early hours of a winter morn.
Sometimes, they fly it at half mast –
after London Bridge, after Manchester,
and I feel sad as I watch it wave
at the magpies and wood doves
because if we always chose
to honour those who’ve died in fear –
in a country which no longer sounds
like home in your mouth
then we would always be flying
our flags at half mast –
as the birds fly past.
Kristiana Reed is a writer and an English Teacher living in the UK. She is the creator of My Screaming Twenties and sole editor of Free Verse Revolution on WordPress. She released her debut poetry collection, Between the Trees, in Spring 2019. Her work has been published in several poetry anthologies (Swear To…
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