Look This Way

Look this way. Turn away from the salt wind. There’s nothing to fear. Let me see your face. I know mine looks a little strange, but there’s nothing to fear, nothing.

Look This Way

Look this way.

Turn away from the salt wind.

There’s nothing to fear.

Let me see your face.

I know mine looks a little strange,

but there’s nothing to fear,

nothing.

It’s just that I’ve been away

a long time.

I have a long life history,

you see.

Look this way. 

I’ve brought you flowers.

I found them when I woke up,

when I rose up.

I didn’t see who left them.

I hope wasn’t you.

It would be discourteous of me

to return your gift.

But at least you know I’m no thief,

no grave robber,

just someone who has been away 

a long time.

Look this way.

Let me see the salt wind

blow back your hair,

let me see your face.

Lynn White
I live in north Wales. I have been writing at various points in my life since I was in my teens. My work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people I has known or imagined. I am especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.

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Meaningful one!