Best Limpet Poems

Naked dunes recline and off the headland 
Spume and dolphin fins hammer rocks, 
Smithereens spraying skywards, 
A roar of thunderous aftershocks. 
Creeps in the tide...

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Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke
 Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze,
 Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, 
Dims the cave of mirrors. 
Ghost fingers
 Comb seaweed...

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A is for algae, red, green, blue cells, soaking up sun, sliming teeth 
B is for bacterial mat, clumping underneath, earliest born, never asleep

C is...

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The Cornish shore …
Where golden sand lies next 
To dappled grey granite rock,
Where the sea breeze sweeps
And the mussels flock,
Where the rock pools gather
And the...

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The milquetoast Henry Limpet looks
		through horn-rimmed glasses at the books 
		and four dull office walls each day.
		He dreams someday he'll get away.

		The sailor's life to...

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Earth

Mono syllables are potent
But are best left  untouched
They call for a gargantuan grasp.

For this monumental  mono
Commonplace,though
With a contemporary spin, 
A monologue just wont...

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Grace Harbour
First into Grace Harbour
Me in classic sailboat
At anchor alone
In Desolation Sound
Where silence reveals the place
And the world is bigger
Because I can hear its’ vastness
It’s...

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The barnacle is not what you may think 
No mollusc this, no limpet dull and drab 
It's lack of adult movement hides the link 
To...

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Running her hand over her smooth, long leg
She sips red wine and tosses back her hair
The smokey air in the Main Street bar
Seems to lift...

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Jack Jack found a limpet in his smörgåsbord
Which clung to his nose a real odd-bod
He rolled over the payment
And scratched up his fine raiment 
Cursing...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Eight

Other media meanwhile busy with who’s sleeping with whom
Relying on New-Sweep and Thyme to make loud front-page zoom
Mainly...

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Not so long ago your heart was irreparably broken
You didn’t want to hear his name spoken
Your misery was so all-consuming -
And you were full of...

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Fly on hand
born of comrade’s corpse,
the only memory of what has gone before.

The fleas that hide,
slowly drinking my soul,
a world where freedom lies
snug in the...

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Like the limpet clings
to the survival thing
then hear as the warbled Thrush sings
the new dawning's to bring

On fig appears
fruiting buds to bear
before the leaf's itself...

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Mitigating migrating mermaids mingle marvellously. But only after consuming an oyster. Oysters can be quite operatic and operas are neither optical illusions nor organised instruments...

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