Poems

The Sea

I've included a small selection of my poems on this page. Most of these were written between 2009 and 2011.

I love to write on the beach; the sea is a big influence on me and it is reflected in many of my poems and songs

I'll be launching a full collection on Kindle soon.

How I love the sea
He is a being of gracious beauty,
And my lunar leanings,
Draw me to his shore.
When he flows, I soar in his element,
When he ebbs I am stranded on dry sand.
He pulls me towards him at night,
And wraps me in his embrace,
I am happy, safe.
The full moon and Venus, navigate me to his side,
They never fail to lead me there.

How I love to swim
In his gentle beauty,
Explore his depths, the fathoms of his soul,
Here where the salt fires burn,
He edges closer, closer,
Until he is there,
Galloping towards me upon his white horse,
My breath he takes,
My heart with it.
All under Neptune's omniscient eye.

Unfurling

LUNA

Half moon,
Nestled within soft, white cloud,
Bright in this night’s pewter sky.
Oh if only this gentle satellite
Could transmit my thoughts
To you, tonight.
I know you will see her,
In your own sky,
But not now.
When it is your time,
When your world turns to night,
She will be there.
And there she’ll stay.

When you need her,
Look to the stars,
Somewhere left of Venus,
Right of Mars,
Ever changing
As she waxes and wanes,
But always remaining
Somehow the same.
This loving satellite,
Always will burn bright,
Even on long lonely nights
She will be there.
And there she’ll stay.

UNFURLING

I had set sail,
Carried by the winds
Of change.
But change
Was not ready
For me.

I checked my watch,
I was being watched,
Timed. Tick, tock,
Tick, tock.
Where was I?
Did I even know?
No.
Now I do,
Don’t I?

I caught my renaissance wave,
Hung ten upon the crest,
But pearled,
Once or twice.
Paddled back out,
Caught the next one,
Caught the sun.

I looked up at the sky,
Wasn’t that there
All the time?
And the sand too?
Rocks eroding
Silently,
All the time,
I, growing
Unwittingly.

Then why didn’t I see it?

Why did I not see it?

RAINBOW

There was a rainbow
At the end of your street,
And it began to rain
As the sun shone on,
As rainbows promise.

Diaphanous ribbons
Arcing the blue sky.
Citrine, amethyst, aquamarine,
Rose, mimosa, evergreen,
Brightening the northern sky.

And I can smell the sea.

And I can taste you still.

I sigh...
The rainbow fades...
But she will return.

Geminate Mercury Rising

I am a healer,
I am a harmer,
I am duly respectful of karma.

I am narcissistic,
I am self-loathing,
I am a wolf in black sheep’s clothing.

I am crazy,
I am sane,
I am the full moon on the wane.

I am naïve,
I am wise,
I am the bad moon on the rise.

I am eccentric,
I am the norm,
I am the calm before the storm.

I am diaphanous,
I am opaque,
I am the swell that did not break.

I am a deep ocean,
I am a shallow stream,
I am a complex human being.

I am honest,
I am underhand,
I am free, uncharted land.

I am worthless,
I am rich,
I am a circuit without a switch.

I am on the defence,
I am on the attack,
I am the straw that broke the camel’s back.

I am tranquil,
I am wild,
I am the forgotten child.

I am not your son,
I am your daughter,
I am the lamb you took to the slaughter.

I am articulate,
I am dumb,
I am. Cogito, ergo sum.

I WANTED TO GIVE YOU A ROSE

I wanted to give you a rose,
A rose without any thorns,
But fear sprung
From my earthy grounding,
I had talked myself out of it,
Again.

Sweet hibiscus – O warm beauty!
From what sea did you surface?
Did that last wave bring you forth,
To this sandy shore,
With force?
Washed up with the foam,
Your skin, glowing,
Tasting salty from the brine.

I want this to be organic,
To blossom naturally,
To grow at its own pace,
Neither man nor woman made.
Not rushed – but not too hushed.

So I’ll give you that rose,
Soon.
That rose without thorns.
It is here,
It is in bloom.

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