I could have been…
a
speck of dust caught sparkling suspended silver in shaft of sunlight in
some slumbering country house late one summer afternoon…maybe
or
one in a teaming shimmering shoal of swirling fish fast moving smooth
and cool in waters fresh a fathom deep in quiet mountain lake…
now
overhead even, in splendorous flight, one swallow in a squadron dipping
and turning swiftly in the evening air above some quite ordinary
country town…
or
chance found on some lover’s summer beach in nature’s delightfully
naughty salty air one seductive wriggling sperm, egg penetrated, hey
presto! nine months later I am here!
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Dennis Crompton © 2010
(first published www.denniscrompton.wordpress.com 2013)
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