Twilight

Published by Susan Carberry at April 23, 2024

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Round, H-scored, off-white auras
saw my days bypass life.
Its anger, pain, sadness, loss.
Halcion-numbed brain cushioned
my existence, rendering it tolerable,
but foggy and forgotten.

Life is a libation pouring down chasms
opening before it, into a geriatric underworld
of degeneration, disability, decrepitude.
Those Halcyon days were my best years.
Now, I struggle through twilight gloom
waiting…

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Susan Carberry

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Susan was born and lives in NW London. For thirty years her inspiration is an eclectic mix of social commentary, the natural world, the human condition, humour and a deep faith in God. She spends her time between Roundwood Lodge and Rubio Café, having breakfast at Roundwood, and in the afternoon arriving at Rubio for a latte and a ‘to die for’ slice of carrot cake. She is a familiar figure in her neighbourhood, speeding along in her mobility scooter. When asked how she is, her response is always: I’m still alive. Yes, Susan’s still alive!

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