glistening flesh
shivering limbs
fresh from the sea
waves slosh on pebbles
a river of stones
stone #4
The ties that bind?
It is my wedding anniversary today. The BigMan and I have been married for fourteen years; we’ve known each other twenty-one. Never ones to rush into things. We were young when we met, and yet, somehow, we’ve stuck the course. So far.
What is it that keeps us together? Love – undoubtedly – though we can hate each other too. The boys – maybe? Respect – definitely. History? The ability to still make each other laugh? Laziness?
We got hitched after a year apart and when we got back together again we made a pledge: to each be responsible for our own happiness; to not rely on one another for our personal contentment and fulfilment. We married on 4th July. Independence Day.
stone #3
Feeling overwhelmed with stuff
head crammed with lists, prioritising, deadlines (self-imposed and given)
a knotty, gnarled feeling in the belly.
but the sun shines
the children play
my life is good
get on with it.
stone #2
windows open wide
lawn mowers purring
children prattling
summer’s definitely here
Lobbing the first stone
stone #1
6am: A spear of light cuts through
a chink in a curtain
slicing an old piano in two.
Laura Wilkinson 