Goodbye to Garlieston
A whole day on the beach,
just us three.
We scour the strandline for flotsam
stirring up a sea-rot smell,
magic a dragon from driftwood,
pound brown stones to powder
and mix with brine,
bright red paint for shop signs—
find sea glass, frozen drops of colour,
jewels for a scallop casket to buy with
While we play the sun is bouncing
golden spangles off the waves
and the natty sea pie pipes a tune
over a flotilla of swans waiting
to take off for Iceland.
Sweet girl voices calling out
‘Granny come and see!’
echo in my head
now that we have said goodbye
from Bairns & Beasts, by Leonie Ewing and Barbara Mearns
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