Saint Christopher

whispers of the boat man echo through the golden birches

afternoon light awakes his attention to create,

splendour are the ones

dipped in chocolate and coated with the

fickle dust of their youth -

they resurrect and the

boat man drops lines in

hoping for Halibut, disastrous of all fates

he sings;

'another day here means another wish granted'

he kisses the ring of Saint Christopher, the wandering soul

and up he pulls the lines

strong, he remembers

everything his grandfather taught him,

out in the golden sea.

- @ellygracewrites

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Elly-Grace Rinaldis is currently in her final year at QUT as a Fine Arts student majoring in Creative Writing. She adores writing about her Greek heritage on the island of Kythira and the many summers she has spent there. When she isn’t gallivanting around the globe, Elly-Grace is found in Brisbane watching the sunset with a glass of pinot noir. Her debut poetry collection ‘Five Summers: An Anthology’ is available now www.ellygrace.com.au