Kinship

Fay Slimm.

 

Kinship.

 

Among sun-dried clifftops

we youngsters once played.

Made tree-house finds our

special hideaways.

Chased over moorlands 

to touch new lamb tails.

Explored shoreline drops

to under-sea caves. 

 

We stole carefree hours

without any guilt 

Time for shared pleasures 

only once given.

Took then daring risks  

known now as senseless.    

Changed simple kinship 

to grown indifference.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 21st, 2022 04:17
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  • L. B. Mek

    'Exchanged wet whispers
    in tide-washed caves.

    We stole carefree hours
    with no guilt'
    (this, that rarity of sky on earth
    synergy
    destined to path existence side by side
    even if only for a while
    smiles as gifts, distance as punishment
    this kinship we treasure, once discovered
    can't fathom, a time before
    or a time, without
    we love before our heart's find out
    pulsing sensations, familiarity
    in each breath of shared intimacy
    knowing each other better
    than we do our family
    within a second of greeting each other
    this, that kinship fantasy
    we all spire for in reality
    and dream of consistently...)
    just Brilliant, dear Fay
    thank you!
    for inspiring me yet again

  • Doggerel Dave

    Fay, "those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer" - First there's Andy, then Neville and finally adorning their memories, you. And in this you form a bonded trio today.

  • orchidee

    A fine write Fay.

  • arqios

    kinship is a kind of kingship
    wherein all that in one's domain
    all things and all hearts display
    an harmony and conviviality
    that would never lead astray

  • Neville



    Dear mistress F you have only just gone and done it again ma'am .. penned to poetic perfection & yes .. absolutely uncanny ....... Neville

  • Goldfinch60

    Wonderful words Fay and those last two line are so true in this day and age.

    Andy



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