Today, I am the West Pier

Poetry
Written By Kit Griffiths

Today, I am peacefully wrecked

Burnt to my strongest bits

I am spindle-stick shadow and bright sky

I am outlines and ghosts dancing

Ghosts laughing

Ghosts crying

Ghosts running

Ghosts jumping

Ghosts falling in love.

I am immune to the claws and caws of the gulls

They are small, and I am large

Today, I am peacefully wrecked

Impressive, empty

Broken, poking

Washed by an endless sea.

If you look close,

I am velvet green

(growing,

alive,

quietly)

Knowing

That although it takes a long and beautiful while,

Eventually,

I will be gone.

© KIT GRIFFITHS - EARTHBOUND POETRY SERIES VOL.1 NO.15

Kit Griffiths

Artist and poet with over a decade’s experience exploring and offering intimacy, including in exhibition at Turner Contemporary, alongside Tracy Emin. Tours with Arts Council England, developing writing and film on portraiture through place. Always keen to spend time ‘working’ on herself, yet equally committed to self-care in the form of radical rest, massage and exquisite food. Incurably curious: will try anything.

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