Under an October Sun
Ribbons of light fragment an aqueous surface
and sky shot with shards of sherbet lemons
dance to the heave and thump of white horse hooves
And the footholds of purple pebbles
a path over sand fleas in shifting shale
track memories of childhood long ago.
At the water’s edge an empty beverage bottle
storm blown, side rocking, with red cap complete
a vacuous space; memories of long ago.
And brown eyes clouded and far sighted with age
that seek not the angst of clams harbouring fake pearls
close soft against a fizzing October sun.
Copyright©Talia Hardy 2012