Monday 27 January 2020

1 New Poem


Light-Coloured Dresses

Pale blue: swiftly you sway
around the salt cave crystal
that sticks in mind, sending
stomach knots unwinding, released
with tender touch, with whispered
word.

Blushing pink: old lines started
wearing out in everyone’s voice,
living that didn’t come easy
as shuffling coil springs
here and there without much
thought.

Hemming gray: delicately we push
feet together, seeing what shapes
we make together when all else
falls in, shuddering of skin aside,
too-quick sparking of nerve
aside.

Morning green: next minutes
paused, rehearsing the cold sails
taken home, but made light by hands
on clock face that no longer stared
deeply against my figured formed
solitary.

But was aglow in our shade.

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