Thursday, 31 July 2014

A WALKING LOVESONG FOR MY NIECES


Birdsong.
Rain song.
A dog's song.

I am in a hurry to reach my nieces
before bed songs.

Paw prints on my Gap white t-shirt:
Grace, next door, wanted to play;

the shortest journey stretches the longest
as I count my way
home.

Dandelions tempt me
and I denude one, shamelessly;
I bury my nose in lilac and think
everything is lavender this day.

I pass immaculate glass conservatories
and somewhere a tractor disturbs
the evening chorus.

Eva, can you hear my
sandals treading swiftly?

Ellie, will you decipher lavender
when you brush against my thigh,
when you use my limbs as props
for whims?

When you gesture imperiously,
I arrive.

© Shaista, 2014

I love all of my nieces and my nephew equally, of course, but can only walk to two of them. I write as I walk, carving words in rhythm to my steps, gathering flowers, which they might like to eat when I arrive…


4 comments:

Cloudia said...

Thank you for sharing the glories of being an aunt


ALOHA from Honolulu
ComfortSpiral
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caramelcaramelo said...

Lavender, Lilacs, Dandelions... and smiles. What a lovely garden you have offered us. Thank you!

Praveen RS said...

Very good lines i like it

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Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this! How you must love those beautiful babies!

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