Poems by Wendy Mary Lister

Poems by Wendy Mary Lister

 

A View For Metaphor—

A clear light-runs
without colour,
through
the deep split
of volcanic
rock
guarding,
salubrious air,
at the heart of the
valley

The metaphors
of life
are
present
in everything
I see,
in particles of breath
embodying
my lungs,
filling space
at the corner of
my lips

 

***

Unsought thoughts left
with the tide —
Nothing was waiting
over the line on the horizon,
maybe a few bottles
with
a note inside,
or a boat
spilling its net
to the oblivious
wet

What was left,
was empty sand,
its salty skin pitted
by remnants of shell life —
And above, gulls pulled
along by the gut of a grumpy
wind

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