FORAGE IN ME - New Poem by Strider Marcus Jones from Pomegranate Flesh

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FORAGE IN ME

forage in me

amongst the dunes

still damp in sun and wind

as the tide retreats-

for driftwood

and strange shaped pebbles.

where have they been,

these abandoned voices,

with colours

and textures,

wild

and domestic,

moving

and rooted,

sooting and scenting the air-

being engraved

by beauties and conflicts,

uncovering how love is only rented

jumping ship

when it sights new land.

inner changes,

have not changed anything

out there;

and when what moved in

is all moved out,

we can sometimes sit

in this displaced time,

with drifting belongings

and pebbled thoughts,

aware of strangers

moving slower than the clouds

deliberately 

doing the same.

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