over the bridge

I went to Wales yesterday, and it involved going over the Severn Bridge which is quite a magnificent structure. For anyone not familiar


a holiday from life

anonymous person in clear water
Photo by Atahan Demir on Pexels.com

I need to get away, melt into the fabric of

The life I’ve woven, thick and supple,

Something with substantial matter but

I’ve sewn myself into the weave and now

I need to free myself, to wade into the lake

With sinking sunlight dappled on a surface

Warm and friendly, letting one just sail away

From stresses clawing at my brain

And sinking nails into the spongy mulch

That houses all my consciousness, but soon that will

Bleed out into other lands, as skulls are softened

On the beach where holidays begin.