#Poem Too Kind

Surfing the wave of my reminiscence
keepsakes smothered in laudanum
rainy-day linctus
cross-winds wet and chill the pebbles
rock the tethered Skomer Ferry

I linger within a lullaby, stuck
on the marram-grass, numbed
with narcosis, mellow-warmed
by your hypnosis

Soon I’ll have to jump into orbit –
satellites programmed to collide
but to the south
the sun picks out a triangle –
the weather vane on top of St Mary’s Church spire
the old fort ruins near Gateholm
and the lighthouse on Tower Point

I go back to the car
excited by the brewing sorcery
Maybe on the coast-road I’ll lose


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