From Colleen, on the skerry

Today's card is more of a note-card than postcard, but it does include Dr. Omed's impressive collage of the "Punk Isis." I had this image in mind as I wrote the poem, in which I set myself the challenge of writing with the third person masculine pronoun, which seemed to suggest an attempt at writing from Colleen's POV.

The card only takes 14 sec. to down-load, and I think the image is worth your time. Yet, here's the unadorned text — very rough, and it might be a sketch for something longer

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My beloved is handsome
his heart is a weathervane

I seek my beloved among the bracken
his eyes are the meeting of sky & water

My beloved is lovely
his beard is sea moss

I seek my love among the heather
his fingers are small paintings

My beloved loves me
his ears are day lilies

I seek my love,
I seek each part of my love

I seek my beloved
I found his cock
it is mightly like the oak