Anthony Dalby

Rookie (26/5/1966)

The Walk To Dunstanburgh - Poem by Anthony Dalby

On the shore with you
rivulets lap the sand
bestir times before.
Birds wheel
the bone white brittle driftwood,
our feet crack the dry bladderwrack.
The swing of your hips
the waves against the shore.
Your eyes, pools cupped
into the hardness of the rocks
your dress flotsam as the tide rises
against your headland.
The surf traces a line against your flanks


Comments about The Walk To Dunstanburgh by Anthony Dalby

  • (4/19/2006 8:03:00 AM)


    A lovely write. Well done

    Patricia
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  • (9/29/2005 8:37:00 AM)


    beautiful love poem, Anthony.
    An apotheosis of the beloved, if I wanted to be academic.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 29, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 8, 2005


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