TRIPPING O'ER SISTER
     

Ventured down the beach one day
Sand was hot and the bomb shelters huddled in the dunes
Casuarinas far as I could see
Was a free beach and the tropic waters glimmered full of hope

Lonely figures upturned to midday rays
Stretched out prone on inching sands far from crammed-shut tunes
Towels of clashing colours flap
Questions shimmer in the air like blowing bubbled soap

Shake my hair from steaming liquid
Out of reach of clutching poison eyeless things
Forbidden continent beckons
Was a woman coming such a stranger as I stumbled bare in the
Wind

She was clothed in molten silk
It rippled laughing and her face in straw was shade
We walked by close enough to reach
And something passed between us though was not a word betrayed

I lay down 'pon my crumpled things
She kneeled graceful carved space in the sand
Folded off her whispering clothes
And lay down thousand miles from my command

Eternity passed 'tween us two
Clumsy flying machines threw themselves way over head
Through our mirrored lenses thoughts so winged
Flickered through the heat like steam confused

Time has lost its way now
Burning rays cool though my skin is being painted by the heat
Turning over sand caressing places rarely known by elements
Pencil sharp was motive to excite

Crawling into shallow waves she watches
Playing with the sea she boldly follows me
Skin is perfect evenly
Her mane floats gold it flutters free now from its bonds

Still not looking straight we verge unclothed into the plain
Sand is winning back dominion
Creatures alien gasp dry and hard in dusty fronds

Falling into fire's dominion
Nameless two we hold each other tight 'gainst distant stares
Cocooned now from innocence
Nature sweet cannot but help hold sway o'er all



© David Lowe 1989