I am drifting on a vast and purple sea,
No god's breath in these tattered sails,
The chains of my anchors that you
Dropped so deep rusted through,
And my rudder broken by the
Grinning whale who taunts me
'Follow!' as I dive through the world,
Fedallah's prophesying done.
We then dance madly in the mall,
You a lithe and naked whirl of limbs
As the choir prepares to sing those
Songs we have never learned
To an audience of school friends
I still fear in the corners of the night,
My blood booming in my ears as
Strange chords jar and chide.
Somehow we spill onto a beach,
Red sand and sunshine, and
Somewhere out beyond the waves
My fugitive tall ship is new again,
Sailcloth white against an azure heaven,
And I leave you on the shore,
A small, receding figure, waving,
My attention stolen by the wind.
27th May 2015
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Fragments And Reflections
PoetryPoems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, l...
