NaPoWriMo 2015.2: Cancer
Stones at Barry Island Beach
At a beach today, on the birthday of a friend no longer with us – so the stars/constellations prompt was brought back down to earth…
If the Great Crab is here beneath the grey-stone thunder of this Barry Island beach
it has not been sent to distract us, wave heel-nip, from any Hydra, nor any singular heroic feat
but from these many-headed days, always growing back: these constellations of your space.