Sparkling white sunlight
on wavelets in the cove, cooled
by early spring sea.
Air warms in sunlit patches
sheltered from the salty breeze, coloured
by the first flowers of spring.
The colourful warm,
intoxicating flood of
summer on the way.
mass scouring rocks – strong sunlight
flashing over black.
The world gently bends around
the silent water, my energy
draining down to the darkness.
fractals crossing land, pouring
softly to the sea.
Note: this poem is a spin off concept from the poem ‘Swept Away’ (Menu, 2018, Poems, Swept Away)
reach too high to see. Standing
before them – just me.
Yet sunlight cuts the mist and
I see others standing near. My doubts
disperse, my path is now clear.
We shall climb as one.
And we shall not turn nor stop
until it is done.
(A poem from childhood)
A mile from land, a mile at sea, with gently heaving sails,
a yacht sailed on with water trickling underneath the hull,
the water’s glare’s so strong it’s stronger than the sun at sea,
and in that lonely moment, suddenly, was it a gull?
Some wondering thing, a fragment from another world, a bee!
A mile from land, a mile at sea, sky streaming white mares’ tails,
a solemn, melancholy bee that followed unknown trails.