Friday, 23 June 2017

Summer




                       hair knotted with brine
 
                                          sharpness of salt

                                                        soft touch of a breeze

                                                                           seaweed scents

                                        hot gritty sand on bare feet

                                                                cool water around ankles
 
                                                            hauling

                                                                         as tide pulls    

                                                         tugs

                                                                        draws you

                                         seagulls call and shout

                                                                  horizons are everywhere


                  a world tensed tight

                                                       with struggles

                                                                                         unravels

                                    disentangles

                                                                       becomes free

                                               and you know how it feels

                                to see forever

                                                                         as far as love