Time washes onwards
but I recall each wave
I welcomed
over body
like a cover of comfort
like a blanket of trust,
a surrender to the water
warm, deep breath and dive
without drowning,
I recall each wave
but forget
how far it swept
from the shore,
how it left
each time
with a wanting
for more
as I drifted further
though I cannot swim
I am only fool
not fish
and how you fished…
how your hook cut
so deep.
All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Audio version available on SoundCloud…
It’s been a day of fish. I like yours.
But the sky is endless and wild…(K)
Ebb and flow. Hoping you find better luck in the waves.
Beautiful photo!