#4187 poetry

photo: flax flowers and their artistic twists, favourite food of tui birds  and many other birds, Nelson

we drifted in the wind of others

we lurched, we lurched yet how tender it was

then seasickness in the wind of the waves

one would need to return to one’s own shore

and take refuge on the white sand

in a that cemetery-like kind of peace

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