Salt Foot

I am Salt Foot,

Sometimes Kelp Witch,

Known as Bone Picker:

Always the one with

The feather hood.

Rolling gently loch surface

Stroked by the pulses and

Quills of an older time

Presses in against the

Silver-shadow banks

Of a low-sun tide.

Across orca acres

And salt-otter wrack,

Past the wrecks of dreams

Between rock armour links –

As the poured-down

Light changes the

Observed and the observer,

And digs holes in the sky

I am Salt Foot,

Coming home again.

29/5/2013

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2 thoughts on “Salt Foot

  1. Anne says:

    This is fabulous!

  2. beeseeker says:

    Thanks Anne, appreciate the comment.

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