Margaret and Her Sister 1933

BY ROSIE ARRILLAGA, YEAR 8, SOUTH NEW BRIGHTON SCHOOL


Burning up, as hot as fire.

Bathing suits and tight swim caps.

Hot sand, we’re standing lightly.


The heat,

the scorching sun,

heat waves in the air,

the crashing waves.


We run towards the water.

Crashing,

cool,

cold,

icy,

in and out,

up and down,

Heaven!


The cool water laps at our feet.

I give up at restraining myself.

In I go,

Susan runs after me.

Diving under the waves,

swimming into the shade of the pier.


Starfish float,

staring up, bottom of the pier.

Barnacles, slimy wood.

Cool at last.


This poem is a part of the Beca Christchurch Heritage Festival series, for those pieces of writing created in the workshops sponsored by the Christchurch Heritage Festival and Tūranga.


© Write On: School for Young Writers and the writer, 2019