a glass from the bar
on the steps by the door
a fractional measure
of something you loved
lights on the white page
night’s dark beyond
engines to weary my heart

each shape you fashion
draws me once more
escape to the roof
and the shore
 
walk in the half light
out to the hills
delight in the danger
of solitude’s thrills
the clouds and the hairpin
break up my heart
old growth brings
lavender new
 
each shape you fashion
draws me once more
walk by the legion
then rule no more
 
 the blue of the sky
is the thrill of the ride
the comfort in talking
and nothing to hide
feed me on wildness
wrap up my soul
find me in rain
and the sea
 
each shape you fashion
makes me from clay
draws me in lines
of your making
draw me in rooftops
draw me in days
 
each shape you fashion
draws me once more

Published by Rebecca Sowray

Living the ordinary dream. Words and music. Keeping the faith in all things local.

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