Dennis Leckey
Apache braves
We wore bright feathers
[can you see them now?]
and covered in war paint
our near naked
summer-browned
seaside bodies.
We energetically whooped,
fired arrows at each other,
threw sheath knives
within an inch
of our bare toes.
We were a tribe
of Apache braves
bound by the blood
that pounded as we ran.
We were not truly fearless
but in play lost the concept of fear
as we slid down cliffs,
hid behind rocks, jumped from heights,
lay in long and short grass
crawling on our tummies like adders.
the ant, the ladybird, close
to our panting faces.
We fell, like feathers
in a dream,
soft in our beds.
Imaginary adventures
flowed around us –
games for all those tomorrows.
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