Packing my Sea
I cannot conjure a suitcase big enough
to hold my sea,
unable to stretch brown reinforced corners
as wide or high as needed
to contain the waves of emotion
I have diluted in its soft grey yawn,
so little streams of tears are crying out
through bursting zips,
soaking my duvet's seagulls who fly
above small cotton waves.
And I am glad it cannot be tucked up
into the reaches of my mind,
that I can still lose myself
within its heavy folds.
Charlotte Oliver is a freelance feature writer who lives by the sea in Scarborough, England. She was the commissioned poet for BBC Radio York’s Make a Difference campaign and has work published or forthcoming for Pendemic, Ice Floe Press, andNot4UCollective’s Poems from Home. You can find more of her writing here.
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