A beach-fairy from the strand line
A pair of sea-rolled oyster shells
shall be wings,
pearl white with opal iridescence.
Born of this sunrise,
this light and warmth,
this lap of water,
this soaring and gliding.
This piece of driftwood
shall be her body,
smooth, perfect lines,
the glitter of quartz grains.
Oh the flutter between tiny beats,
the stretch of her limbs.
Blue eyes blink open and
she flexes her toes.
This sun-bleached wrack,
washed in waves and foamed,
drifted, lifted by the sea breeze
shall be her hair.
She turns her head,
hair cascades.
Lynn Woollacott grew up with six brothers and three sisters – all older. She had many jobs from sewing buttons on cardigans to working as a lab technician in an all-girls school. She gained a BSc (Hons) with the Open University and went on to teach environmental studies at outdoor centres in Norfolk. Still yearning to write she studied creative writing with the University of East Anglia. Lynn has been widely published and won prizes for poetry, and has published two Poetry collections with Indigo Dreams Publishing in 2011 and 2014, and a romance novel e-book available on Amazon. www.lynn.woollacott.co.uk
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