Mongrel


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Sink,
 

ten-toeing the edge
of Abereiddy lagoon,
craggy hand-held womb,
palpable wraith
of paternal protection.

+++++~

Split/screen vintage
volkswagon camper van,
paradox:
+++++impulsive
+++++++++++girl,
cautious
man.
 

Quick-witted warrior woman
fending off shaggy black,
bouncing the craic,
dirt-dry humour
protecting the scab.
 

Blithely
circumnavigating
full frontal (g)lobe,
foraging, furrowing,
snaffling new goals.
 

Concentrically pursuing
a waggly appendage
while craving the calm
of a downward dog
that can’t be tethered.
 

Sitting uneasily
between skeleton
and skin,
cramped contradiction:
 

seeking approval,
rat’s ass not given.
 

Mellow molten mix,
between, betwixt,
schoolgirl shy
full of vixen tricks,
caught between sunshine
and total eclipse.
 

Constantly pouring an ample C
into a life cup-B,
++++++++++spillage
unavoidable.

+++++~

Maternal cliff climb,
sneaks up behind,
shoves flailing daughter,
swirling water.
 

Swim.
 
 

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3 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, Poetry

3 responses to “Mongrel

  1. I enjoyed this piece quite a bit. There is a nice abstract quality but it seems to lead the reader down a distinct path.

  2. I found this one very moving, Julie and enjoyed the craft of it too. They are wonderful portraits and the emotional weave is full of paradox and a little wonder.. just like life.

  3. Marty B

    Concentrically pursuing
    a waggly appendage

    Dawg, that’s downwardly yogasmic!

    M.

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