The fisherman
The fisherman
Shivering from the sea,
I squat and watch
as the line trembles
then arches,
Tense.
His dog nuzzles my hands and I am grateful for the warmth
as we watch the line cut
an arc towards us.
Breaking the waves
Solid muscle thrashing,
Flipping,
Turning inwards on itself
tricked by the… Read more
Small light
Small light
It is beyond dusk,
the fishing boats dot the dark with light,
the waning moon in hidden by long awaited rain clouds
percolating.
I am sniffing my way through up the woodland path
home,
fully feral after days of sea
and tangled
matted hair.
Gate closed,
step one,
then two,
and there it … Read more
Mermaids
Mermaids
From the waves I see them,
Three women, engrossed in each other’s laughter.
They take a selfie,
Arms wrapping each other closely,
Laughing
Heads flung back
Hearts open.
I emerge to the shingle
And cover myself in my pink towel tent
And as I do
they strip,
flinging clothes into a pile
layer after … Read more
Today I swam with a shoal of fish
Today I swam with a shoal of fish
along an English shore.
I paid no attention to the fishermen in their tiny tents
escaping who knows what
or maybe just content to gaze out to sea.
I arrived at dawn across the tiny, glistening circles of crunching stone
and sighed sadly to see the silver… Read more
Earth soil
This is dead earth.
Hard
over-ploughed
over worked.
Like you or me maybe?
Not enough rest
or good food
No time without being disturbed or asked to work and work and work some more.
Like you or me
maybe?
Then dusted with white powder
to try and encourage energy
Like you or me
maybe?
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