Whispered In The Wind

Whispered In The Wind
Just a fairy blowing in the wind, singing tales to the west wind

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

My Backyard

My backyard consists
of fishing ships and gold shoes
the way waves tumble over the sand
desperate to feel the press of land
a little white and orange dog
that yawns like a wookie and sleeps like a teddy bear
rocks warmed by moss
pebble shapes holes in the beach
a city scape outlined by fog
blackberries tied to bushes
and dewey spider webs
My backyard is full of cliffs and scruffy hair
little brothers with soft tummies
Where I walk the concrete is a little uneven
and step on a crack and you'll break your mother's back
Heron's tip toe by and seals stare at you from
inside the sea
There's sea glass here and out of tune guitars
Hooded sweatshirts lean against the spray painted sea wall
fog rolling out of their mouths
playing scratchy tunes out of blown speakers
Seagulls drag their ankles through tides
and shoes fall in discarded pairs
girls grow up sad and strong
rocked to sleep by crashing waves
and babies breath salted air
In my back yard,
jungles are made of library drop boxes, abandoned blue chairs and hiking gear
people tumble out of buses and into seaweed
Gardeners aren't hard to find
in my back yard
ones without weed wackers and shears
just strings and brushes and dried up pens
Ones who always let the dandelions grow
and walk along the edges of the sea

1 comment:

  1. "Seagulls drag their ankles through tides" and "fog rolling out of their mouths" <3 oh dear this poem is beautiful. It makes me lust after the ocean.
    I'm glad I saw this when I woke up because I can think of no better way to start my day than to have this stuck in my head.


"I want warm summer nights, to lie in a hammock, staring at the stars, telling you stories. "

"I want warm summer nights, to lie in a hammock, staring at the stars, telling you stories. "
"When asked not to make waves, I just smiled and said, don't worry this is just a ripple"