White paper laid down on a grease speckled surface The plumber stands in the bath with his boots on Friendly dog, muddy paws, clean jeans An unseen speck on a door knob A cell divides Thunder heard out on a walk The wind blows through, taking the petals with it
Sandra Kennedy is an artist from Isle of Lewis, Outer Hebrides Scotland. I began writing during the pandemic and joined The Habit and then the Habitation poetry group. I get inspiration from things I notice, often in nature, changes that are happening locally and globally that are difficult describe.
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Sandra, I remember you reading this aloud in our poetry workshop! I love all these tiny observations that add up to a weighty moment.