I find the inspiration to write about sad or tragic events is becoming a regular process for me. And so I thought I'd try and write a short piece on less complicated times and things.
Summer Shapes (uncomplicated things)
Rectangular splashes of colour on sands,
a philatelist’s dream of patch work stamps
nestled behind blue and red canvas screens.
Hear the squeals of laughter as children run
to the rhythm of white lapping waves.
Paisley patterned kerchiefs knotted by four
and milk bottle tops and milk bottle legs,
some should cover up their wobbly shapes.
Triangular sails dance on the blue,
filled with a warm breeze out on a broad reach.
A round sun flames, then fizzles to the eveto new sounds of sweethearts kissing the night.
© Julian Clarke Sept' 2017
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