Poetry: Wasted


Bone-deep aches anchor him to his sour bed.

Outside, rainfall makes laundry

impractical to contemplate.

Once, he recalls, vigour flushed his limbs,

his groin, his heart. Now, memories mock his jaundiced skin.

In cut-crystal glass, Glenfiddich

slops and doesn’t get the joke

even as he mixes it with Stones.

Sacrilege, but who cares now?

Yellow, green then grey,

he drains himself away.

Ceinwen E. Cariad Haydon Ceinwen lives in Newcastle upon Tyne, UK. She writes short stories and poetry. She has been widely published in web magazines and print anthologies. She was Highly Commended in the Blue Nib Chapbook Competition [Spring 2018], won the Hedgehog Press Poetry Competition ‘Songs to Learn and Sing’ [August 2018] and was shortlisted for the Neatly Folded Paper Pamphlet Competition, Hedgehog Press [October 2018]. In 2017 she graduated with an MA in Creative Writing from Newcastle University and she is now developing practice as a creative writing facilitator with hard to reach groups. She believes everyone’s voice counts.