
Barbara Lund
river king
i wrap my hair up beyond my nape
hoping to mimic an elegant crane
exotic
delightful
mysterious
peeking into algae-bowls beyond
i suspect i look more absurd, like a fool struck owl
piercing eyes, lashing neck
what i cannot fathom is how your birdheart
chose mine
you share your catches with me, scales & all.
i relax
preen my feathers -
continue to emerald algae dig
whilst my frog brothers bellow their bass tune
for now, you are mine
my only ever
majestic
stoic under pressure
unruffled even in my temperament of chaos
you have not flown -
alas, i must keep going
i hunt for the robust silty treasures
hoping to share my bounty
it is enough you call, we’ve got enough
i spot a shimmer
dunk gracefully
navy crisp refreshment envelopes me
i am no longer aching with lack
because —————
you love me.
your confidence contagious
your care overwhelms
my tenderbirdheart
swallowing whole my insecurities.

