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Vital
The haunting of a broken tap: drip, drop
The thirst after the sun: drink, gulp
She never said a lot, gargling girl
Sliding in and out of my body
Helping me breathe, walk, talk
That was why I swam
It was water
Brought me alive floating out to No Man’s
Diving down to skim the sand
It was water
Wanted it, always had it, but could never catch it.
It was water
Insipi...
Tuesday 28th February 2023 7:17 pm
Free
The sounds of the ocean waves crashing as if they were talking to me saying , " Breathe, be free."
The sound of the wind whispering in my ear, break your chains, run, run,run, don't you dare look back
My eyes closed, my heart beating fast, wondering when will the world stop spinning round and round
When will my light be free to shine
When will my soul be freed from yours
When will...
Tuesday 17th November 2020 8:22 pm
In Waves
That phrase,
That phrase you love to say
It has become overdone, cliché
No, it’s not a phase
Wait,
Years, not days
And see
I will not change
Not this way or that way
Though I may grow,
I may expand in waves,
I will not change
To fit your phrase
I will only expand,
Expand in waves
Is that okay?
That I will stay?
That I won’t change?
That I can only expand,
Expand in waves?
Is th...
Wednesday 23rd September 2020 3:06 pm
Rising Waters
soft rolling waves
brushing the shoreline
come hurling. warmth
that used to make
your blood boil makes you
recoil deeper
from all that you
have felt and long to
feel. digging deep
into the sand
to push it away,
you recoil
into yourself.
this was not part of
the plan; moving
to the city
to be part of the
scene, only to
find you’re constantly
sinking.
Tuesday 25th August 2020 8:12 pm
Calming Waters
Waves crashing
in and out
up and down
pushing and pulling
A knock on the door
beating louder and louder
waking my fibers
restless and unrelenting
Louder it knocks
heartbeat pulsing
anxiety levels rising
these fears in me won't subside
Breathing in and out
imagining the waves
the calming waters
I am one with them
and how they rise aga...
Thursday 13th February 2020 8:55 pm
Winter Beach
Remember
The sea assaults
Of winter gales when
Towering spray sheets curl
Over the green-stripe tower
At the harbour mouth
And waves roll shoreward
Beside its jetty
Shingle crashing
Floating spume across the beach
With black stones cold shone by spray
That above the wave thrust
Hides the horizon behind its mist
As the sun shines low
On a December afternoon
...Wednesday 4th December 2019 2:40 pm
The Sterling Castle, 1703
The sands move
brushed by moray tale
shivered in clouds
by a sole's shy shift
the currents stir
shaking silt
to mist the sea
to settle -
moving time
over an old log reel,
clearing the centuries
discovering old timbers:
dead ribs
reaching up to past waves
offering their history
to the naked shipworms.
As the crabs scuttle to explore
as stars cree...
Tuesday 8th October 2019 12:13 pm
Stranded High
Yet
My heart aches, and clouds hold fast my mind
Thought still I hear
The silence of the waves
The silence of their Siren pull
wash like hemlock through my senses
Their echoes crashing on my island shore
Returning to the sea
Unheard
Their hushed harmony
Foams surging up my beaches
A descant imprinted on my strand
Whispering back to the squalls
Unheeded.
Ne...
Thursday 14th March 2019 3:56 pm
Images of a High Tide
harbour entrance swell
river bridge
above the beach
the scraping rattle
millions of stones
sucked off the beach
returning to the sea
beside the harbour wall
crossing waves
rearing waves
joining
breaking in foam
crashing
onto the shingle
the vast pull
of the receding sea
the undertow of sound
the bay
grey brown sea
under a blue sky
...Monday 25th February 2019 1:55 pm
Summer Seascape
In the sun's mid-day heat
I see the tall field grasses flow, swell
and come towards me in waves
surging before the day's wind
the seed-head spume constantly bowing
seems to fall on the field strand where I stand.
The rhythmic onslaught of the waves
continues through the long afternoon -
a tide of wind-driven swells and rollers
always flowing to my feet, w...
Thursday 21st February 2019 12:34 pm
The wave behind the wave
From beyond the far horizon arc
travelling travelling calmly on
to swell gently across a sea
until the deep corals
are left far behind
and the seabed
rises sloping up
to meet land
forcing us
to turn
to curl
to break
to surge
to rattle stone
to shape sand
our strength waining
retreating quietly beneath
the wave behind our wave
a curling s...
Monday 24th September 2018 9:15 am
Eastbourne
stone, stone, shell, flint
the rattle of a beach
of beach steps
on stones
the endless stone rattle
walking
beaches
groyne divided
beaches
And the waves
of a leaden sea
Monday 27th August 2018 5:53 pm
Man Versus Marlin
In and out the sea doth sway
Erasing mans death and decay.
An old man's struggle,
No net, no sail. Only a flag
of permanent defeat.
Great fish swimming around and around,
the reel running, a screaming sound.
A Marlin swims, the ultimate catch,
only days to see if luck they will have.
The men struggle and pray away,
A massive catch needed to save the day.
...
Tuesday 31st July 2018 12:09 am
The Land of a Giant
Between the dark Ystwyth and the angry sea
We walked the cold stone beach
From the swirling river mouth
To the striated rocks beneath the southern cliff
Their upended strata pointing the way across Tan y Bwlch
Beyond the town beneath its northern cliffs
A Celtic god watches and menaces
Black Lugus on Pen ddinas Maelor:
We brave his fierce storms which shade our day
...
Thursday 1st March 2018 3:29 pm
Lost
And then
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
your waves
My body plumbed
your deepest sounds
Your pools
received
Your tides were constant
I sw...
Monday 21st August 2017 10:35 am
Ocean
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
Turn Of The Tide
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,
Is over-run,
Again with water weight,
Where fine currents caress and roll,
The grains that had once been free.
Sunday 22nd January 2017 9:22 pm
#themoonandi
The night is black.
The night is cold.
Oh how full shes appears tonight,
The moon.
she so shines bright.
All alone
she lights up the sky.
Some stars.
scattered near by.
Here i stand.
alone.
on this cold night.
To the stars and moon i look tonight.
The dark sea.
she splashes.
At my feet.
The silver sand.
she surrounds my toes.
Naked.
Oh yes.
I feel the breeze.
Golden ...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 5:33 am
The Poetess
The Poetess
It was the twelfth
Of the twelfth
and
11 days ago
She searched for
10 different ways
To say the same thing
Wrote 9 down
Pondered on 8
Chose the best 7
At 6 she thought she was complete
Then decided to use the first 1
In her pursuit to find
The perfect muse
Move away from the vacuous norm
She travelled
Sojourned many less-trodden shores
Met a rainbow of natives
Wi...
Tuesday 22nd March 2016 6:48 am
First Impression of Santa Cruz
the waves ebb and
turn like the shadows
hidden in the folds
of a curtain
there is morning somewhere
behind the fog
Monday 27th July 2015 11:50 pm
The Beach: My Remedy
it's just before sunset when loneliness creeps in
the beach is my remedy
the ocean will let me be sad
but only enough to shed a few tears,
never enough to let me drown
the wind invites me in when no one else has thought to
the lazy waves take their time rolling up
the toddlers mix mud, as their parents hold a conversation
the older couple holds hands like they're still in love
...
Friday 8th August 2014 2:58 am
Cromer
the sea is rattling bones today
and the wind holds my ears to ransom
for want of a scarf and a hat
she is walking on the promenade
and wants no part of the play
so I am talking to the man on the pier
with the rods and ask
“what’s your game?“
whiting
and if he’s lucky
bass
Wednesday 3rd April 2013 8:25 pm
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