Willow Pattern
Willow Pattern: Snappy handbags and porcelain ginger pots The lovers banned from the Spar Local For smooching in the aisles. Why are Dads such a pain in the ass? What do they know anyway? Were they ever really young and in love? The boat is waiting A banged up beater of a boat They have paid the captain two crates of Newcastle Brown. Their destination? Love Island, In the Melanesian Pacific. The edge of the pattern is theirs to create anew The snapped willow, the kicked in fence, the smashed pots the shattered mirror where the motif runs out, what happens there? This is where their story begins The old repetitions are left behind, forgotten in the amnesia Of true love The pattern is changing, mending, re-growing, piecing itself back together The willow, the boat, the fence, Set sail and don’t look back. First published in Magical Women Magazine , October 2020