Tuesday, June 28, 2016

GIRLS ON HOLIDAY



GIRLS ON HOLIDAY

Waves Whisper
to the Girls on Holiday
and in response they dip
a toe and dream of mussels.

Time is kind
to the Girls on Holiday.
They will never be mothers.
A breed apart
they exist for the seashore.

Summer is cool
to the Girls on Holiday.
Full fashion clothed they stroll,
shoes in hand and hearts on fire.

And when the cliffs
are shifting sand the sun
will wink at waves
and they will whisper still

to the Girls on Holiday


Tony Noon

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