Monday, October 1, 2012


A poem I have come back to many times. Dangerously close to sentimentality, but a challenge to get it right. Normally I'd wait a long time before anyone else would get to see it, but the last draft has been sitting there for ages out-staring me.

Two Lovers Sunbathing

Two lovers sunbathing on the grass
in a weave of meadow sounds;
laughter swishing them
round and around.

falling into the infinite blueness of the sky,
their hands clasped,
grasping eternity in an afternoon.

One sunny afternoon
forty years ago.

No comments: