“You and I, like birds in a cage”…

Tonight, I am thrilled to present Unbolt as my guest poet. You can read more of Unbolts work here:


Are you wanting to join in and be a guest poet? Send me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk and I will do the rest!



The Light-off-House keeper

Do you remember that guy?
Yes, who turned off the lighthouse.
At that time things were awry
and it ended up in the madhouse.

‘Birds are better than people.
They can fly and sit on the steeple’

Then two or three were shipwrecked.
It was in late November…
All appeals were rejected.
I was small, but I still remember.

‘Birds are better than people.
They don’t weep. Don’t beg for a nipple’

I saw his look through the bars.
I read his bloodless parched lips.
‘…they fade in the light… like stars…
…lighthouse is evil… full eclipse…’

‘Birds are better than people.
They never doubt to kill a cripple‘

James Bond was my cult hero
(no, not a dolt from a film)
His books were my ground zero.
Birds became lords in my little realm.

‘Birds are better than people…’
I’m the most industrious pupil.

I defeated wicked light.
I secure happy birdlife.
I keep eternal twilight.

Somewhere somebody cries… it’s a sailor’s wife.