an eye prickly with tired
in the night
the sand’s a ribcage and
there’s always dead things on the beach
is it unusual?
Embarrassed, shy by my
I do not know
I’ve been away
it takes a year but
no one has noticed and
what that might mean
I didn’t set out to write a series of ‘bushfire’ poems but I guess I did and it seems appropriate for this time of year in NSW, Australia as we’re suffering some bad fires at present. Where I am is OK, we are safe, but there’s smoke in the air most days.
Photo: Claire Doble
It’s scary – I can’t recall a time of such uncertainty really – especially on the coast
Yes indeed 😦
Seems like a very good theme to write on. Is it usual to have so many dead creatures on the beach? Good question
I am planning to ask one of the lifeguards one day! Thanks for reading x
I’m glad your safe. The fires look terrifying.