The mother’s toothless stare frozen into her final pillow The panic that pedalled November into winter The bright-eyed sunflowers that wilted into spiralled seed The skittish words that bit my tongue The song that found the strength of rock Each wave washed pieces of old year from my skin The muddles, the messes, the charity […]
Ice swim
The body drinks the cold like cider on a summer’s day with tingling teenage delight at forbidden late-night antics. Giggling on frosted air we are addicts, high on frozen echoes, legs and arms bare, spinning spells, as we skim slices of ice across the arctic loch over and over and the raw tinkling rings through […]
Sunrise Swim
27/05/20 Sea, sand and sky are bled through with dawn inking night into day as we bathe washing pink water over necks and thighs toes burning with the cold of the new morning striding into the water into the day into the moment to swim out once more into the pink of ourselves
No we cannot swim together
29/3/20 No, we cannot sing together – we cannot feel that hum of vibration dancing through our cells, making us well, together. But we are held together, we meet and greet and grow together, and with the eyes we know and the smiles we share, we move together. And when we sing (all muted up) […]