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Passenger
In all my sweet thoughts
Of riding shotgun
Words caught on tongue
Music at your fingertips
Where shall we go from here?
To the coast, surely?
The mountains, sublime
Some cabin where we can hide
Gather imaginary adventures
Cast them on the wind
Like a flock of shorebirds
Headed to the North Pole
The only passenger, am I
Is one of time
We have journeyed years
Apart, words odometer of miles
B flat blues
Birthday blues
comes after you
The coldest day
with longest night
Soft blue sky
won't clear the air
of sullen gloom
When loved ones are
so far and few
To those so close
A silent toast
Poignant message
Like a ghost
The fault to bear
Is mine to groan
For, I'd rather spend
This day alone
But when I do
A quiet knock
Of heart does wonder
Where all went?
Then, blink of eye
The day is spent!
Blue space
We are enamoured by
Ever changing aspects and moods
Of mysterious face of the sea
While vast deep is changeless
Storm, wind and tide hurry
With advancing seasons
Turbulence magically awakens
New life on shores, wet and highlands
Nothing is wasted
Rich minerals freighted upon rivers
Every particle useful, deeply stirred
Ready for new forms of life
The stark problem of survival
A problem of keeping alive
The spark of life, a matter of existing
No demands made, a dormant state
Take these blue fathoms and pair with blue space above
A steady cure-all, surely, for human race
Yet, do not deny need for one blue pill daily.
Poem derived from the text of ‘The Sea Around Us‘ by Rachel Carson, Oxford, 2021, pp. 32-33: Chapter title ‘The Changing Year.’
In the quiet hours
In the quiet hours
Relieved, I reminisce
The times when silence
Were sparse and few
In the quiet hours
Clarity falls like dew
Eyes open, dreams renew
Wishes cast seeds afar
In the quiet hours
Words echo in chambers
Of heart, once a stranger
Now mine to choose love
In the quiet hours
Fears are laid waste
Happy endings hesitate
In favour of new beginning
Unwritten
Months measured in countdowns
Deadlines, edits, launch
What life might be as an author
All novel ideas float
On whimsical breeze
Over my head
Into another's ears
Genre's, titles and characters
Dance in my dreams
Yet, eternally poised pen
Drips ink of lament
A few mere chapters in
Our life narrative
The story of us remains
Unwritten
Silent retreat
Words escape upon the wind
Tucked indoors
Eyes peer through panes
Battered by seering rain
All her fears surge
Down storm drain
Journey to join anxious seas
Hurts float like sediment
Drift kelp forest freed
Ocean view, bare gum
Arms outstretched to glimpse of sun
Stripped of leaves, bark and shoots
Holding on by ancient roots
Hollow nests for threatened birds
When nature speaks revealing words
Humble nature's power grows
Shelter for the lonely ones
When sun returns and moon is clear
Nestle in the stillness here
For poignant day when tempest beats
A friend or foe one cannot meet
Rest in folds of downy fields
Tiny wings aflight will heal
Show stopper
Going to the show alone
One might consider
The loneliest thing
In the world
One, however, might learn
To love being merely one
In a crowd
When the onscreen drama
Is far from one's own
Breathless
I recall the day we met
Years ago now, so it feels
Weather and tide playing havoc
Eve of Christmas eve
Standing on the dunes
Marvelling at turbulent sea
Behind, you seemed
Calm, steady and sure
Wind whipped sand in eddies
Stole my breath away
Eyes wide at postcard scene
I found myself in awe
Suddenly bold and lighter
To skip down to waveline
Play like a child once more
Stealing glances on shore
As kite surfers skimmed
Pushing sea spray to wind
I close my eyes and feel
The warmth of summer again
Daily incantations
She, opens eyes wide at sunrise
To deliberate
Life, loves, lies
On tip of tongue
Softened by toast and hot tea
To protect buried memories
To defend all she has left
She, sheds a tear at moonrise
Orb of light illuminates her face
Soft folds of downy fields
Hair tickles her ears
Winds whisper incantations
Flowing across river
Searching for her lover
Believing only in peace
Laid buried beneath her feet
Count the stars of heaven 