Mulberry Wine
(Inspiration from Light
Far From The Hill – by Linda Adair)
Sailing and
camping
With youthful
exuberance
Tutors and
students alike
High on adrenaline
300 and more tents
and caravans jumbled
Higgeldy-piddeldy
Guy-ropes and tent
pegs
Inconspicuous to
trip and snag shins
Guy-ropes strung
to trees
Duck!
Night falls after
long days
Black nights,
starry skies
Dense black, tall,
grotesque, looming trees
Shapes of lonely,
empty caravans
I spy a familiar
glow.
Gas lamps under
canvas verandas
Glowing inside
tents
Telling who was at
home.
Warm and welcoming
Beacons from a
distance
Looking for
parents
Sharing a
home-made, potent mulberry wine?
Follow the raucous
giggling…
Alison’s tent,
always.
Always Alison’s
tent.
Julia Vaughan
Julia Vaughan moved to Australia with her husband in 1989, and began writing poetry after attending inspiring Victorian Surf Coast U3A “I just don’t get poetry” classes. Having poems dotted sparsely across the internet, she dreams of becoming an accomplished poet. When not dreaming, she can be found walking the beaches with her two Vizsla dogs.
Published poems:-
Woman in Red - Otoliths, 01Nov2021
Words are Flowers - Melbourne Culture Corner, 01Nov2021
Finding Calm - Writing In A Woman’s Voice, 09Feb2022
Sustain Yourself – Mad Swirl, 15Feb2022
the best poetry is about spirit of the moment. too much published today is about look at me impress you with vocabulary.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment. I was hoping that I captured the spirit of the moment, capturing a memory from my childhood.
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