Tuesday, 6 March 2018

Where The River Meets The Sea


White crested rills
Riding the turquoise sea
Green fronds on hills
Swaying ever so gently
Pale sands shimmer
To the waves they kneel
Quick silver glimmer
The gull has found its meal
Breakers climb the sand
Wild and untamed
The tide eats up land
Rightfully reclaimed
Eddies pool and frolic,
Then dissolve playfully
Serene hides the mystic
Where the river meets the sea

Monday, 2 October 2017

Seascape

The night sky meets the sea
As it rolls so fearlessly
Onto sharp rocks, cutting its belly
But no complaints, it tears itself easily
Into a thousand waves

Knowing that on the return journey
All its fragments will reunite eagerly
Stronger for having borne the​ agony
All that remains to tell their story
White foam and sandy graves

Desertscape

The arid landscape lies lonely, bare
The wind tangles salt into my hair Sunlight blinks off jagged crystals
Biting cold wind that numbs and lulls
Naked whiteness as far as the eye can see
I sit in the midst,  alone, not lonely

Blankness without,  thoughts tumble within
Spilling out on to the empty canvas
That stretches without end,  where does it begin?
There are no answers, this is all there is.

I walk away,  it's fading already
Sights and sounds of the world return
The taste of salt on my lips a memory
Of the unearthliness of the white Rann

Monday, 30 March 2015

Dawn on the Shore

Wide awake I face the morn
Sky lights up with breaking dawn
Sun peeks out of its sea bedspread
Through the inky dark fleecy pink streaks thread
Lapping waves as the tide comes in
Seabirds wheel with a raucous din 
Fisherfolk put little boats to sea
Two stray dogs on a barking spree
Clean and cold and salty air 
Empty beach stripped and laid bare
Barefoot, hair whipped, with arms curled
I stood all alone in my own little world

Try Not To Hurt Me

Try not to hurt me
I'll break beyond repair
Don't ever leave me
I'll drown in despair
I opened myself to you
Let slide the mask I wear
I've told you my secrets
I've laid myself bare
Don't betray that trust
It'd be more than I could bear
Promise you'll love me
And treat me with care...

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Christmas

Christmas in winter, white swirling snow
Traditions carried over from so long ago
Birth of the Saviour, Bethlehem star
Guiding believers, light from afar
Flaming poinsettias, smooth leaves of holly
Season of merriness, gaiety and jolly
The Christmas tree sits decked out in lights
Stockings on branches, angel at heights
Scattering pine needles without reprieve
Longing glances at presents on Christmas Eve
Meal on the table, turkey and game
Egg nog and cookies, pudding aflame
Family reunion, gathering of friends
Stories and banter, making amends
Warmth and good cheer, sparkling and bright
Santa slips down the chimney to wish you goodnight