Poem from Ireland

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CC Vulture Registered User Posts: 30 (8/17/05 7:20 am) Reply	Poem from Ireland A Mountain In The Sand Sand. Look closely and you cannot count its colours – Reds, greys, silver slivers but I could fill the book And still be looking. Your body nearly camouflaged two yards from mine, But for the salty shine of droplets of brine As you lay you down fresh from the sea, Blue bikini covering the vanishing-points. Sand: A spider sprints across its mountains, A skilled professional like me when my eight Clambering fingers pick a path across Your snowy shoulders. There is a handful of sand in all of us And the harder you squeeze hold the faster it escapes, Till a trace is left, and the rest is washed Clean away in the tides tonight. *** CCV