Mother to owls

I will take calcium from your teeth
Until they are milk and opal strange
Too soft to eat me with
An accusation borne with a bird-bark laugh
My birdsong replies as raw as warnings
Sometimes I feel the mask beneath the skin
Descended from the stranger world
An owlet that you carefully kissed
If I all reasonless wept
Hands against my neck and chin
As if they were his unfurled wings
Here now, away from all such childhood familiarity
Your hands have the eyes of wear
Pulling roots and weeds from raucous beds
Of judas penny and rhododendrons 
How with a wringing love
In this embrace they watch
Measuring pale skin with callouses
I do not remember lullabies 
Only a lost and dreamful sleep
Your morning voice still echoing
Insistent as a sunrise