Friday, 26 February 2010

EARRACH


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.



2 comments:

kelsea said...

this post is amazing

unepoupee said...

I adored this