as predicted
there's a storm
is coming
empty street
It's day but it's like night
heavy rain
one drop two drops
gently and cruelly
start to fall
thunder
getting closer from afar
roadside trees sway
A cat with nowhere to go
outside my desk
meow meow Meow.......
overnighting,
The storm has passed
even sharper
On me, not it.
Categories:
overnighting, love,
Form: Free verse
The air was pure and bright. A sea-salt tingle
hovered in an easygoing offshore breeze.
In mesmerising rhythm, wavelets sloshed
and swished along the timeworn jetty wall.
The bay was sparkling in the morning light
as early gannets hungrily patrolled
their crystal-clear domain.Slight movement now
within the overnighting boats, safe moored,
serenely sheltered at the break of day.
A swan flotilla, now near fully grown
and all in a row, in silence glided by,
exploring weed and tidal offerings
under a careful matriarchal eye.
The year was moving on, the midges gone,
and still the little ferry ploughed its course
across the bay, its passengers intent
on finding peace and personal content.
The cafe at the pier, with clinking cups,
was heralding the day, with early starters,
few in number now. The summer throng
dispersed and homeward bound, to feed
on memories. For some, like me,
a fitting epitaph might be
“He lived his life in thoughts of Arran “.
Categories:
overnighting, atheist, beautiful, memory, sea,
Form: Free verse
teens overnighting
in the social hall
yet feel
apart, alone
panicked
a dark, quiet room
curl up
in the corner
arms holding knees to chest
head down
trying to feel
anything
nothing there
empty, a shell
huge hole
where
they say
a heart
resides
why?
no answer
Categories:
overnighting, angst, confusion, teen
Form: Free verse