spit

spit

 

 

 

 

 

that pinch
of land
just enough
between the sky
and sea
all they needed
such a place
to sleep out
afternoons
in dream the
trees let loose
on the breeze
above their
breathing skin
men and women
come to this
place this
sweep out
of sand and
shell into
the tides
this land
just
enough to
carry them
carry you
above
the sea and
under the
sky
in
wandering
into shadow
to bury
you
as it did
them
in sleep
under
these
very
same
winds

january 2017
tahuna torea nature reserve

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