Sunday, March 30, 2014

Now we must part


For Paul Edmonds – in memoriam

The storms that raged
pulled us all apart
our little gang.

We were linked each summer,
stayed close-ranked,
but the storms that raged
pulled us globally apart.
 
Lightly we slipped through childhood,
our bonded band of cousins,
together in the walkways
and seaways of Abergwaun,

together in that timeless time
that children stay within,
a place I see now distantly,
together in a different time,

but the storms that raged
pulled us all apart

One day again we'll catch lizards in the gorse,
run and play and swim,
light fires in the marine byways
of a spaceless time.

We'll be reunited
our beloved tiny group
and away from the storm
we'll be close again.

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