Elegy to my Mother


Louise M. Hart

Your body betrays you

It is a ghost of its former self

A crumpled hand

Caresses a toiled brow


Not long now

Not long now


But, you are a warrior

The bearer of two

You have watched men

Come and go


Infants and oafs, in skin

Thinner than the curve of your lips

Narrower and shallower lives

Than the hips that bore me well


Mother, I love you so


I am joyous in your presence

I laugh and cry in equal measures

In bursts of simultaneous ebbs and flows of emotion

That sooth and reveal how I feel about you


You fill my days with thoughts

Rich and deep

Invade my dreams

Whilst in the froes of sleep


Mother, you made me

So, now, I shall make you


In words that rhyme eternal, wondrous and true



Fucked up

I wish that I could shut up

Should be in a lock up

Decay of mind and spirit

Not quite with it


I am the portal to insanity

For my mind is my only true reality

But my heart is almost free


So lay your head on my chest

And listen to the beat,

Beat, beat me

Into a pulp rhapsody

Of thoughts

Which broadcast from me

Like white noise from a turned off TV


Open your pocket

And place my heart within it

Like a time bomb of a watch

I shall tick against the skull of your belly

Until you tell me

That I have saved you

From sanity’s padded cell of luxury

And the concept of materiality

I’m not Paranoid, I just don’t Trust anyone

By Louise M. Hart

Don’t look at me


Does my face threaten your subjectivity

Or put you off your cup of tea?

I took my tablets today

So now I’m symptom free

What do you see…

When you meet my glare?

I pull out my hair

And worry that you can see my scaly skin

Through the tear

In my jeans or smell my underwear

I pretend not to care

But I am crucified inside

Like Jesus Christ mounted on a cross of mind

After forty days and forty nights in the wilderness

Of my turbulent mental flight

Like squabbling lovers my thoughts scream and shout

I try to quieten them

In case you can hear

But you laugh in fear

Don’t look at me


I look at you

And suddenly remember that you are only three