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Spooky ‘Plain Winds’

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AirAsia Flight 8501

Flight 8501

When the body hits the
unmoving body of the ocean

It does not cease.
It fell from the sky.

The lights went out
that night.

A son waits for a
Daddy who can’t get home.

The fisherman waits
for a son in row D21.

A wife waits for a call
to say he will be late

she wills the call and she won’t
get cross this time.

Take all the time in the world
be late a thousand times!

Just promise you will
return to me and I

will cook dinner and
rub your feet and see you.

When this flight dropped
from the night sky

it fell and fell
but somehow, these three

were found together.
Hands Held Locked Tight.

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The Clearness

The Clearness

Standing in amongst the still clear water
Darting fish weave in awe, around, glowing white flesh beneath a fierce sun.
Caressing skin like lovers,
Freed silky mossy green algae float like ghosts, slide off my legs and back on again, teasing, provoking.
There is no sound of waves or birds.
This must be what heaven feels like
The stillness, the silence
and the solitude. Shush shush shush.

I can hear my breathing
The hot sun does not waiver, beats down on stung shoulders, hits the unmoving body of,
Deep turquoise aquamarine blue topaz, water, and bounces back again, in a shock of brightness that can hurt, so,
I close my eyes
I feel cocooned, enveloped in smooth coolness, and. I go further in.
It is home and I go slow.
I go further in and sink, below, another world.
I open my eyes and shut things out, the quietness of it surrounds my bare skin, there is nothing else.
Merged union sea and me, never sure of a start or a finish. I am hypnotised by his touch.
I go further in.

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