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Thursday 12 January 2017

Idyll (154 of 365)

Day 154 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day scourge meaning: "a person or thing that causes great trouble or suffering."

Idyll

Lay on the compact sand
Feel the grains on your back
Turn the scorch of the sand
The scotch skin
Ready to kiss and drink

Blistered red eyes 
And running noses 
Breasts latched and sweating
Droopy in the sun

Everything is in heat
It is the breaking sort
That wears down flappy straw hats
And sets people striding out
Into the icy salt scourge of the sea

Meanwhile welts around tan lines
Sunglasses adjusted 
Bums hanging up in the air
Waiting for eyes to latch onto them
Bikinis conceal and open up
Fleshy footholds for the eyes

Horizon blurry 
Sounds of wisps and waves
Dancing smacking and suckling

The idyll continues to lie unperturbed 
scotch skin 
Giving way to sores and bright
Fluorescent red.

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