At Beginnings or Endings

Surprised …

To be –

Still –

So near the

High level bridge:

Cars thumping

On their

Temporary routes

Between one shock

And the next.

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The Sea Too?

My earliest on-line publishing was on a different site (www.webook.com)*

This is a lightly edited piece that first saw the light of the blogiverse there and was inspired initially be

a piece by “Juli Sabado”.

*my work is still there, in fact, but under a different pseudonym “Paul Rudge”

What are we looking at when

We are looking at the sea …

Hypnotised by the sea?

Do we look at a

Fluid mirror of our souls

Without realising this truth?

The depths, the shifts,

The emotions, the storms

And the turning tides? Continue reading

That Make Us Prisoner

Naming the things

That keep us prisoner

Is not enough to

Make us free.

I can scrub up,

Bend my knee,

Pretend the timber

Is worth the tree,

That gold is

 More valuable

Than the sea.

 

How much does a feather weigh?

Giving up?

Ask the cat,

That threw it away.

10/10/2012