The Kestrels

24 Aug

The Kestrels don’t hover over the headland anymore.

We would go there together and celebrate that Kestrel.

After you were gone there was a pair

And I knew who they were.

The headland is full now.

Full of joggers, fast walkers, families, prams, and selfie takers.

Quiet and solitude left with the Kestrels

Beauty and memories remain.

I remember how you wore your wedding dress all night

Even to the hotel, ‘cause you knew you would never wear it again

And how we smiled till our faces hurt.

Craig Buller 03/09/2017

Craig Buller

Scorpion