Leslie Philibert

Veteran Poet - 1,022 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Childhood Beach - Poem by Leslie Philibert

the sky sunk low to the sea
wet towels slapping in the wind
young bathers
sea-eyed and water-faced
with chipped front teeth
sinews taut under young skin...

and the ebb
that makes stones drift
bewtween a child`´s thighs
down the beach
down the beach

running into the dilute
a salt step crying

footprints lived short
as if just lost

shouts stolen by the wind;
time to go.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013


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