the sun is saying summer
two mothers and toddlers
separated by exposed reef
shake a day’s experience
one is reading Faulkner
the other Austen under shade
we’re spread thin
as ducks holding on dawn
the membrane stretched
taut elastic pegged to places
how a body still wants flight
the trestle bridge is exposed
tide out as far as it goes
the bull kelp collapsed
all rolled dragon pieces
an old surfer ties up flippers
squints into his helloes and byes
he’s had that dance with colours
where the water never lies
way out on the graphite
a fisher takes her chances
there is a lull of wave
you could be here tomorrow
like a note left in a pocket
gone through the washing
but the laughter comes in
deep down an undiscovered thing
where the lead runs smudging
writing, but I want to live forever
This is so rich and packed with wondrous things. Thanks James.
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ReplyDeletelove that laughter
wake up and write it
reread and recite
illegible after
;)