Pastel

That place

where the light goes soft focus

And all with less edges

And all with pastel and confetti

Like gelati by the beach

In a holiday cocoon

That slows clocks and

Calls birds to soar and play

I love it there.

That place

with the tiniest heart flickering new

Made by two

Then many

Sweet coo hello

In the hullabaloo  of life

That remembers circles

And roundabouts

At the fair…..

I love it there too.

That place with skin

That folds into soft

Histories and doesn’t

Need to be stretched

Backwards or fixed

Into position

That says I’ve travelled

A long way

And done so much

I’m proud and I’m

Still alive and I know much more

Than before

I want to go there on a boat made of remembering

And adventures more.

That place that feels like gentle boomerangs

In slow motion

Made of feathers and flights and reply

That picks you up and spins you round

and makes you feel so much better.

I love it there

I love it there too.

I’d send you there too if I knew how

So here’s the best I could do

Only to say look up

The sky is lilac when you wait for sundown

The sun is lemon when the clouds pass through

The duck egg blue will hatch a new

The apricots are pale in a misty spring

And I am here 

To love you.