three green witches walking
three green witches walking through green mist
three green witches walking naked over beaches
three green witches walking rings of jade on ring fingers
blue-green mint and basil leaves
midnight under moonlight
the man on the moon dropping dreams into the water
the branches have rhythm: sway within them
three green witches walking
i pick out dahlias for my daughter
ice cold milk, spiral of hair
the witches cut off my ring finger
drink my blood, my green blood
the witches lick my wounds, sew-up my finger
breathe starlight into the caesura
we share a wish for my daughter
into the green night, she goes walking.
three white witches walking
three white witches walking through white mist
three white witches walking naked over beaches
three white witches walking rings of pearl on ring fingers
wild garlic and snowberries
midnight under moonlight
the man on the moon dropping dreams into the water
the branches have rhythm: sway within them
three white witches walking
i pick out lilies for my daughter
ice cold milk, spiral of hair
the witches cut off my ring finger
drink my blood, my white blood
the witches lick my wounds, sew-up my finger
breathe starlight into the caesura
we share a wish for my daughter
into the white night, she goes walking.
three blue witches walking
three blue witches walking through blue mist
three blue witches walking naked over beaches
three blue witches walking ring of topaz on ring fingers
blue butterfly bushes and eucalyptus leaves
midnight under moonlight
the man on the moon dropping dreams into the water
the branches have rhythm: sway within them
three blue witches walking
i pick out kingfishers for my daughter
ice cold milk, spiral of hair
the witches cut off my ring finger
drink my blood, my blue blood
the witches lick my wounds, sew-up my finger
breathe starlight into the caesura
we share a wish for my daughter
into the blue night, she goes walking.
Charlie Baylis
Charlie Baylis is from Nottingham, England. He is the Editor of Anthropocene and the Chief Editorial Advisor to Broken Sleep Books. His poetry has been nominated twice for the Pushcart Prize and once for the Forward Prize, he has also been shortlisted for a Saboteur Award for Best Reviewer of Literature. His most recent publication is Santa Lucía (Invisible Hand Press). He spends his spare time completely adrift of reality.
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