Poetry Blogs (2017, sea)
And then the sand flowed like the tide
Shifting the land at the wave edge of the sea
A vast striated plane of drifting whirling grains:
Aged dunes lost to the wail will of the wind.
As we walked close by the sea suck and ripple
The bound beach rose and swallowed our grounded feet
We seemed to be free floating sand cloud high
In the sandsmoke drifts rushing to their...
Tuesday 12th December 2017 3:17 pm
Life by Numbers
1. My father walks the sea-edge and is young, as a child is young.
2. My father's voice is hardwood, and timpan drums.
7. My father's eyes are tired.
16. The cyclone clouds hang swollen sheets above.
19. I am afraid.
20. I shall put fear at the bottom of depths the deep blue made.
25. My brothers' arms surround me.
31. We sit on the brim of laughter, an...
Saturday 25th November 2017 9:08 am
Grey silhouette of screeching gull
soars startled into flight;
First glitter on a foreign shore,
Behold the coming night.
Old fisherman alone, cocooned,
baring weathered flesh;
Rests his line on steady frame,
Sits picking at his net.
The distant hills grow dim, then dark,
Lie silently to rest;
Their form against the setting sun
a man’s recumbent b...
Sunday 8th October 2017 7:27 pm
MAN: In so short a time
I saw a future
From the formless waters
From the darkness
The way begins
All words are water
GAIA: From my innermost being
I gave abundance!
My words flow from the mountain top
My words give succour to the land
My words are the waters of the sea
PRIEST: The ...
Wednesday 4th October 2017 4:30 pm
There's nothing that can beat
Walking along the beach
With the waves hitting your feet
In the scorching heat
Miles of soft, golden sand
I run some through my hand
Waves splashing against the shore
Is a sound that I adore
Feeling the warm breeze
Puts me at such ease
I tilt my head up towards the sun and smile
And close my eyes for a while
This beach is my paradise
Friday 22nd September 2017 10:33 am
he met a force
it held him
... and wonder drained the world of substance
re-arranged the pages of his book to give more radiant a reading.
The light of new possibilities
pressed down on time.
The girl sang to him "You can hear the boats go by". He
Saturday 16th September 2017 6:06 pm
By : Mirza Sharafat
mujhe kya , har cheez me tera ghar lagta hai
wo sama , teri ghali ka wo manzar lagta hai
pawu zameen pa rakh ke samandar lagta hai
teri muhabbat ka asar is qadar lagta hai
Sulagti huwi aagh pa mujhe chalney do rafiq
Har qadam pa maloom uska reh guzar lagta hai
terey ansuvu ki jo na kar sakey qadar
phir dil uska muj...
Tuesday 29th August 2017 5:18 am
Let the sound of the seas swell wash away the pain
Let the whoosh and crush of pebbles float away the strain
Morning light shimmering across flat sparkling sea
Morning swimmers lightly shivering as they rush to shore
Boys and girls peddle, skate and scoot by
Direction not known but heading for fun
Happy voices bouncing all around
Only early but excitement abounds
Saturday 26th August 2017 4:00 pm
at my source
I was lost to your ocean.
Flowing... your endless bounty stole my direction
your depths embraced
your corals welcomed my load
I drowned in your currents.
My hands caressed
My body plumbed
your deepest sounds
Your tides were constant
Monday 21st August 2017 10:35 am
Restless: my body is your ocean; my limbs the currents of the sea
You float on my waves - sink only a little
I hold your sacred vessel safe - we become one:
A perfect balance of forces
Your body runs its course through my being
I feel you cleave my waves
I know you as we sink
Black waters closing
And I know you as we rise
I hold you to float above the tide as we burst th...
Sunday 20th August 2017 4:53 pm
She was born a mermaid.
Half divine fish,
Half human female.
Her thoughts swam far and wide
Mesmerized by an ocean dream,
Rolling waves, sea pure and clear,
The sea belongs to The Mermaid,
The shore is her secret little sanctuary
Below the swaying leaves of coconut trees
Like the gold at the end of a rainbow
The smell of saltwater that arouses her senses,
The flowers that open her eye...
Sunday 25th June 2017 2:22 am
I feel like I am choking,
drowning in my unspilt tears.
But the dams don't yet break even though the buoy in my throat is rising with the sea
and the canal that is my throat, tightens.
No matter how hard my mind steers the sails away from the emotional storm within,
The crashing seas cannot help but spill over the edge of the boat.
My tears are smooth like the PVC ma...
Saturday 13th May 2017 8:40 pm
This beach experience has nothing to do with Yorkshire, except its name! And yes, it does get that hot.
On Scarborough Beach
flash dry fades
in the turn of the world,
a shield of furnace flame
as callous sears
your flickering city
where dance of sea-glint,
and cannily coast-wise
primates gather, cower,
crouch in ...
Monday 6th March 2017 9:07 am
This poem is for all those still searching for home.
Sailing an Inland Sea
A stark white galley, sail aloft,
Knifes liquid mirrors, softly heaving,
Its pattering stem a story-teller
For fishers caught
On idle frontiers, poised
Between vaults of washed cerulean.
Its Master sighs to distant shores, yearning
For Phoenicia's Thalassa; a place of purple -...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 1:08 am
Low ripples creep in eager waves,
Reclaiming grains of wind-blown sand,
To lay them flat within the damp, cemented matrix,
By degree, each one,
In exposed space,
Again with water weight,
Where fine currents caress and roll,
The grains that had once been free.
Sunday 22nd January 2017 9:22 pm
And so I walked the full extent of the tide,
To where once-fronds of bladder wrack lie,
Fallen branches where air balloons find their specific gravity awry,
A rippling sandscape sculpt by rolling water,
Carpeted with greening algal strands plumose in the quiescent remaining pools,
Seagulls at the edge,
Scouring newly exposed beach,
Beneath the dark-faced island.
Saturday 21st January 2017 6:14 pm
Bright sunshine falls across grass fountains,
Sparkling against the dark green sod,
And dune crakes chorus their fishwife chatter,
Conversation with talking but no listening,
Sweet trill and chaff and coarse, guttural croak,
Pervades the furrowed dunes,
Whilst sea falls in wavelets upon the shore,
At pre-turn flat sea,
Beneath the dark faced island.
Friday 20th January 2017 5:35 pm