Black Lashes

She hunkered on a Galway Hooker
so when waves rapped
against those black eye lashes
she could up-anchor before they
sank her, and red sail fast away.

When cross-tides conflicted
to drown her in distraction,
she tied her wrists to the mast,
and swung her bluff bow into
the vast ocean, rather than succumb.

Fee fie fo fum, she defied those
dinky dinghies, tony tugs and
wet-nosed corricles to upset her equinimity.
No escutcheon betrayed her anonymity:
black lashes sailed today.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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