Respite By Jenny Dunbar

Respite

a shallow inlet
gives
temporary moment
from a swooning ocean
encompassing
an alien ground
pocked by scarry
lines 
picked at,
wasted,
grasses 
whispering the names, 
my head and 
eyes 
burn in the dry
fire, 
caught
in the edges,
pressed against the curves,
I lie low,
inhale the
layer of cool above the undertow,
its space
separating 
light from  dark
holding me in between,
the outside
looking in

Jenny is a published writer of poetry and prose at present working on short fiction and prose poetry. Graduating from the Royal central School in London some years ago, she followed a career in the performing arts and has walked in many worlds. The juxtaposition of life in all its cadences continues to inspire her, especially so at this stranger than strange time.