ashley bovan

 

 

Porth Mawr


We walk the water-line
at sunrise,
a camera
captures
our romantic

desolation,
bereavement
– everything’s returning to normal.

I’ll be here next year, as usual.
You’ll be dead –
as good as.

I pack up my notebooks and papers,
wrap them in the shirt you gave me.

I stand on the headland
and listen to the skup
of the waves.

A simple dedication.
I give my words
back
to the ocean.


Ashley Bovan lives in Cardiff and is a masters student. He has been published in many magazines.
Website - www.ashley-bovan.co.uk

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