Friday, 26 February 2010


i come chattering of Earrach

all over your lawns and windowboxes
under trees

in high rise bathroom windows

i am telling that the wind will die down

the sun will get stronger
beat harder
pound faster

i am bare legs

and arms

and long warm hair

i am the country and beer
i am new freckles

i am here

i am pure

i am brave

i am young

i believe in everything
life and death and love
and all that sail in her.


kelsea said...

this post is amazing

Anonymous said...

I adored this