Skin Deep

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Written for Twiglet #314. “a friendly chat”

how deep is the ocean
asks the raindrop

skin deep says the jellyfish
just don’t let it in

*. *. *

skin deep in morning
I run
sprinklers sing against the goal posts
like breakers: body particulate

the sun performs raiki
touches gently the graffitied dumpster

lights to gold
the green sports shed

warms with love
a cupid’s arrow contrail

and yellows a patch of grass 
soon to be dappled
with the first paints of autumn

*  *  *

skin deep
skin deep

that’s the currawongs

calling through the windows
in their wings

Published by abigfatcanofworms

We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

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12 thoughts on “Skin Deep”

  1. I read this a few times, Worms, for the sheer joy it exhibits 🙂 I was looking forward to a new poem from you; I had to look up particulate and appreciate the raiki reference; I could go on; but the poem stands alone, and those currawongs — oh wow !!

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  2. I love this, especially ….”the sun performs raiki / touches gently the graffitied dumpster” Though I had to look up raiki, but now knowing what it is, this is such an original line.

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  5. oh WOW. The sun on the dumpster is genius. The whole poem, especially the ending, is just breathlessly good, Jo. Wow. Most people would never in a million years look at or think of a sports field in the sun and turn it into this. Sheesh, stoppit woman! 😉

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    1. Thanks so much, Shay! I’m so glad you like it. And so glad you’ve been brought back to the 21st century after your 2 weeks of ice-storm invoked digital destitution. I’ve never seen an ice storm. Sounds kind of scary. Hope you and yours are all okay.

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