A Way Back?

The silver image flickers on screen

Moving stills still alive now dance

A home movie rerun has begun

A 1960’s sun hangs high above us

The surf churns and works the beach

Moments from a childhood now out of reach

Blisters painful on my reddened sunburned back

The drifting aromas of cuppa soup

Whispered and muted parental voices speak

The tent gently flutters in the night breeze

I shiver and roll and try to sleep

Imagined stirrings of a quantum leap

The grass sways in golden waves

The incessant buzz of insects grind

Dragonflies hover like silky silken copters

The heat envelopes us within a shimmer

A feeling creeps in – one of déjà vu

A crack in time that I might climb thro?

The surfboard rides and glides easily

And as I tumble over, it slices my chest

The sting of salty sea drops alerts me

The reddish tinge up on my skin

A connection with my future self

A scar fashioned in bloody youthful health

The searing heat of dune sand

Burns my peeling back

We roll and squirm and slide

Your scent masked in sun tan tones

And inside your pale blue eyes

I see everything my life implies

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