In Sweet Repose by Craig McGeady
I tasted from the brook, sucking from
my cupped hands the crushed shards
catching sunlight to twinkle like captive
stars, looked - beneath, toward the twisting
lines like a nest of earthen worms burrowing
away from fragmented light, my pursed lips
should I devour them. Drained each drop
until my cold palms were exposed, brushed
by a breeze that had sampled the sweetness
of newborn leaves, carrying their scent
to my skin like unwrapped gifts, best enjoyed
with eyes closed, to the nose where it nests
and rests its heady scent in sweet repose
with Spring upon a breath that tastes of home.
Craig McGeady is from Greymouth, New Zealand and lives with his wife and two daughters in Dunedin. His writing runs the gamut of length and form thanks to Mr. Miller, his high school homeroom teacher. He has poems published or forthcoming in The Wild Word, Genre: Urban Arts, Roanoke, Apeiron Review and Meniscus Literary Journal among others. He is winner of the 2018 Given Words 'The Spanish Connection' Poetry Competition and was shortlisted for 2020 takahē Monica Taylor Poetry Prize.