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Saturday, 21 February 2015

My Words -part three

Rockclimbing in Cornwall
Light caught the edge of a wing, 
buffeted past,
soared and sailed away by the wind, 
bubbles of foam caught up and resting on the edges of aircurrents 
whirling past my head like sunlit snow, 
solid muddy rock secure beneath my fingertips,
vast drops of wild empty cliff on either side,
the misting rain cuddles me in deeper to myself, 
damp heather and gorse and coconut scents wrapping around my face, burying themselves in the deepest parts of my memory.

Picture taken from wallpaperpics.net
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