Limen2 minutes reading
wavers a path
across the sea
which way does the tide pull?
ripples on wet sand
shimmer it back not quite
the calling waves
I want to fold my hands around you
cradle you in my cupped palms
past sea holly and marram grass
to the shelter of the trees
abide with you on sweet-scented earth
a dove is calling
‘Limen’ first appeared in The Amethyst Review on 28th March 2020
Originally from Zimbabwe, Marian Christie now lives in Southeast England. When not reading or writing poetry, she looks at the stars, puzzles over the laws of physics, listens to birdsong and crochets gifts for her grandchildren.