Beach Chair Wishes


I have this thing for wooden beach chairs

I love how they look
all battered
and grey
and solid
like small ships stranded
on the shore.

I love how they feel
when I lean back hard
with my body
and tuck up my feet.
Worries seep out
of my bones
into the wood,
into the sand,
into the sea.
I set them sailing.

I love to think about
the people
who’ve sat here…
who they were
and what they wished for
and where they are now.

(Did their wishes come true?
Will mine?)

Of all the chairs
in the world,
these wooden chairs
are my favourite.
Better even than the chairs
at Versailles.

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