[photograph by Cindy Keong]
nightfall
grandfather’s stories flicker
in the flames
GN
*
we observe the animal
spines unusually fluid
AM
*
the dam
in full bloom
he feels no pulse
CK
*
sunburnt skin and sweat
beneath him
JB
*
not wanting
to show my heart
this first morning
GN
*
she tries too hard
with bar stool French
AM
*
on the second bottle
a surge
of waves
CK
*
a long walk home
breathing steam into her v neck
JB
*
still cold —
the moon lengthens
my stride
GN
*
a child could measure
and die, like the leaves
AM
Another Lost Shark 
nice…my fav is the one with the grandfather’s stories flickering
in the flames…brought back some nice childhood memories
thanks Claudia, may those memories continue to flicker.
really strong and sexy. love it.
CK – the second bottle – always never a mistake …
The first stanza made me recall the stories ‘the uncles’ used to tell us as children…a fond memory revived…thanks1
Glad this made the memories flicker Charles,