Silty Poems - Poems about Silty

Kundalini Empowerment

...
O raja reigning is the light of all lights
electric rays beaming  oscillating  waves
I embody my spirit in a physical form
I kindly request her divinity to roam
beseeching with contr...

Layer cake of time

...Touching time, towering, vast
Time stands high in grand relief.
Layered stories  trace the past,
Etched in stone, stark and brief
As I wander through a layered cake of time.
Guarding the desert,...

Finding Clam For Sustenance

...My feet touches the bottom land
As my feeling start to quiver damn
Scratching those toes on silty sand
In the hope I can find a clam.

Fortune pay a price in waiting
Inch by inch I'm starting t...

ROSE

...

I was born cradled inside your palm   
within the perimeters of a safe haven  
brought to life by loving silty fingers 

Rose is what I heard you call me 
staying true to my appellative name...

The Washing of the Stone

...a bed of stones unloosed to spill from its path
through fresh waters flow to the distant sea
laving pebbles from its silty rough wrath
from rivers fresh to brackish brine's debris
the journey end...

Prevalence of Predators

...Sharks in the ocean, killer whales -
prevalence of predators in knee deep water,
all because men know better.
They, we - bring disaster to the shore,
to the salty, silty, haven
of children, coup...

Under Currents

...The ocean churns, deep in the bowels of its great stomach

A scurvy, a barnacle, a flag flung high amast 

From deep, deep down inside, below pressure boiling 
Bones exploding, windpipes constri...

Log Cabin By the Railway Track

...Hilda my partner turned in her bed as the early morning train hurtled by at breakneck speed sending tremors round our dwelling.
Those long flowing tresses embrace the shafts of first light so enthus...

Inland Swimming Pool

...Inland swimming pool.

 Between two hills, a chasm, in winters rain fills up the gap
a lake is born, in May, June and the middle of July the water
 is fine, if a bit greying.
The lake has no out...

Kelso At Anchor

...Kelso has a boat
smeared to the gunnels,
with cawk and greasy weeds.
Kelso is old enough
to be free of care,

his dog don't care neither.

At the prow of dawn
he hauls dripping lobsters
in ...

Where Are You William

...William walks the Thameside path 
to skirt the Whitecross public house
beside the bankside boats
some covered by their winter canvas coats 
and strewn with planks and dollies
some sitting on the...

Father Thames

...November's winter sun is bleeding low 
where cold Thames makes a tidal run 
and also gentler pewter flow 
towards the city docks, the sea, 
towards the rising of the sun
 
A single coot beside ...

Grandad's Secret Lemon Tree

...Skirting church on Puig de Missa,
then down the slope towards the river,
St Eularia's Rui, with path that winds on to the sea.
Past the smelly goats, where poking little
fingers get nibbled, and ...

Kelso At Anchor

...Kelso has a boat
smeared to the gunnels,
with cawk and greasy weeds.

At a prow of dawn
he hauls dripping lobster,
and their pots
up the scummy steps
of the silty stone harbor,
pushing a bar...

Dig

...DIG

Dig with spade and a soulful heart,
Destiny’s soil chambered beneath.
Dust chalice canvas, questing art —
Dovelike Wings of lily bequeath.

Dig deep into the chasm of love —
Desired silt...

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