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to the vanishing – come!
compelled by likeness
something gets in
gets under
it's skin
shadows
show the sun
it's here
all signs
of the hidden
compelled by likeness
let a season in
remember
the forest
is simply a song
the poem is sap
run up like a flag
take on the colours
take everything in
every animal's under the spell
come into the picture
come in
something grows up
twines round
forget how feet fell
forget a way here
by tendril twirl
so seeking
signs of the hidden
come and be under
the line that's lost
still shines within
a fire unfolds
- say heart
be
vanishing
still
Beautiful Kit, so many wonderful lines, like those shimmer small fish in every wave.
ReplyDeletefish for a shimmer
ReplyDeletewhere the wave went
where the tide goes out
and the sun lies spent
and then we'll call it a day