Pockets
It’s the pockets I love.
Bits of wood, cool
rocks, dry blooms.
One day the world
will no longer be seen
for them in sticks
and stones and flowers.
It will not fit
into their pockets.
Maxine Rose Munro
Maxine Rose Munro is a Shetlander adrift on the outskirts of Glasgow. Her work has appeared widely in print and online journals, and anthologies. She was recently shortlisted for the Scottish Mental Health International Writers Award 2017. She also recently had a poem published online as part of the My Time project by Voluntary Arts Scotland and The Scottish Poetry Library.
Find her here www.maxinerosemunro.com
