Poetry: "Herbal Tea"

I line boxes up

along the windowsill,

mirroring the line of birds

picking Hawthorn berries,

full of hope for the winter.

Each one promises,

to see me through

the darkness ahead.

It only takes a moment,

for my hopes to vanish,

all wings and shrill calls

leaving the windowsill


of anything but tea.

Elisabeth Kelly is a teacher who lives on a Scottish hill farm with her young family and too many animals. She recently began writing and has been published in or is due to be in numerous print anthologies from Hedgehog Poetry Press and HybridPress, and in an anthology by Forest Publishing and Eyeflash Poetry. She has also had work published in The Honest Ulsterman, Dodging the Rain, Fragmented Voice, Dreich Magazine and Green Ink Poetry. She was Shortlisted in the Antony Cronin Poetry Award 2020 and has her debut pamphlet due out in May 2021 with Hedgehog Poetry Press.