out of the blue

clear water
cascading down my spine
I shake myself
out of the blue
of a kingfisher
~
sand-flats
splashed with china blue
turning over
the spoils of the tide
this curlew mind
~
razor shell…
again, the raw edge
of grief
~
the nuthatch
shows its belly…
winter dawn

Notes from the Gean  3:4 March 2012
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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. kirigirisu
    Mar 28, 2012 @ 13:38:02

    Magical, shape-shifting poems.

    Reply

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