Childhood
Gallivanting off trees
eyes sharp hunting hazelnuts
feet avoiding creeping shadows
hair combed by the wind
aeons passed belly flopping
flat on the bridge,
looking at the river
trouts winking,
swimming carpets.
Pear trees, apple trees, butterflies,
humming, skipping, flooding energy
frond and bush, nests and snails
hide-and-seek.
River green, purple sky
everything possible, everything magical.
Mouldy stairs, soapy hands,
burnt wood.
There is a storm
flashing its signs,
lash of wind, ape's whistle
pungent grass and broken twigs,
scarecrows.
Shells playing dice.
Skinned knees, hurt soul.
Scrambling feet
Discovering new worlds
hidden flashlight under bedcovers
turning pages on different dimensions
a meeting point.
Childhood.
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