Tuesday, 15 October 2013


it was the warm sunshine
on my back,
or the scent of ferns
in the high farm hedges

but suddenly
it was as though
I would round the corner
in the lane
and you would all be there

at the beach
getting surfboards out,
changing, shrieking,
running down to the
waiting waves

or one of you
cycling back to meet me
as I arrived,
with some complaint
or other...

A dog barked
or a car passed
the curtain closed and
I was again present

but those times and places
only a breath away...

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