The salt breeze

The salt breeze blew
the sadness back,
to my upturned face
angled as if to the sun.
Memories stroked my skin
gently ruffled my hair
flooded me with fondness
required me to remember.
The warmth
familiar warmth caressed me.
‘I remember’ it said
and the tears flowed.
‘I remember when you were you
and we floated together.
When you breathed me in
and sweated me out.
When everything quickened your pulse’.

Ekphrastic poem

I saw them there that night
circling round
hand in hand, heart in heart
enjoying the wildness.

They worship me
mesmerised by the
depth of my beauty.
Hypnotised by my eternity.

I licked the sky
higher and higher
fuelled by their adoration.
I licked their downy fur
gave warm familiar pleasure.
I licked their shadows away
fed their intensity.

gardening

I attempted to sort out
my borders today.
Not with skill or expertise
but with panache. 

And I thought of you.
Your rose bud lips
in full bloom.
Your proud apple cheeks
Your dancing eyes
like petals in the breeze.
And the tender care
watering
feeding
protecting
It will be my privilege
to tend. 


Inspired by: newborn beauty