Biscay (Remove filter)
The Sailors' Homecoming
There is a time
channel mists behind, we sit at anchor for the tide
then in the early hours the Thames pilots board
and - slowly for the mist still lingers close to land -
we move up river reaches, take tugs and find our lock
to gently nudge our way between the barges
until we are tied up again in Albert's dock,
derricks swung and hatches open -
and I am free
Again,...
Thursday 18th October 2018 4:31 pm
Recent Comments
Dewi Runtuwene on Fades
3 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on a dance between skies
5 hours ago
Hélène on a dance between skies
12 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Wishes Come True
22 hours ago
Yanma Hidayah on “I Don’t Believe in My Wings”
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on Stopping the Cuts
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on According to the poet
1 day ago
Tom Doolan on Wishes Come True
1 day ago
David RL Moore on The nutritional value of a bullet
1 day ago
David RL Moore on According to the poet
1 day ago