Distant Figure Poem by Phil J Hambling
Distant Figure
Distant Figure
Drifting up the hill
A thin shadow
Smaller than my thumb at this distance
I hold it up to compare
As you slide past the span of my nail
The fine waving motions of your legs
Hugging the cliff edge
Swim-waving shadows dance on the white chalk rocks below
I spread out my hand to form four finger-trees
I watch you disappear and emerge between each one
And see you disappear
Forever
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