Jaguar amongst foxgloves

Still zinging from the choppy dazzling sea -

I felt my heart slow from its gallop -

This was a place to sun myself -

Here, amongst the bracken and shuttered beach huts - 

A place to read of Manoa and the Golden Man -

To see a jaguar amongst the foxgloves - 

To feel my skin turn a copper brown - 

My hair jet black and shining -

A reed flute in my hand - 

A khoka leaf upon my tongue -

Monday 20 July 2020

Middle Beach

Studland 

Dorset