Archive for October, 2015

The Wind


Gibraltar Point

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our poem!

Pockets full of nettles apples

In our belly and

Sweet stevia acrid on our tongues


We made our way from

Summer Idol

Treehouse lotus of flags and foliage


Hands full of eggplants harvested

Among kale and yams of

Flower lined courtyards


We ran through winded tunnels

Of breakers and

Bowing trees


On the way to the ferry

Two white haired ladies panned

In the community cart –


Your hemp coat and green fluorescent hat

Burgundy fingerless gloves and

Legs and feet

Just made for running.

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