Anointed like some kind of sacrifice
Skin gleaming with unguents, oiled
Not an offering to an unrecognised deity
But an attempt to ward off a cold
©cih16, 22:00, 29.11.16
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.