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…
Jane Dougherty
It’s been a day of fish. I like yours.
memadtwo
But the sky is endless and wild…(K)
merrildsmith
Ebb and flow. Hoping you find better luck in the waves.
Beautiful photo!