Category Archives: Poetry

A mull on a gull

An early morning dog walk on the beach

With just a gull aloft the chill North wind.

Above the stony slope his plaintive screech

Cutting through the biting gusts in ears and mind.

Rattling pebbles rushing out to sea beneath

The silver-lipped, blue green swell of the Swale.

Seaweed left behind coiled in shimmering wreaths

In memory of last night’s thundering gale.

Scarcely shifting shape to surf the breeze,

Peering side to side in search of food,

The gull’s unruffled, glides with ease

Bright white against the brilliant blue.

This is why we live here, this is why

We hold the gift of life beneath this sky.

Summer

The calendar Summer ends,

But not in my mind.

The sun burns bright in my breast still.

I won’t say goodbye for another year

Stay here, stay now, near,

My friend, my source, my light,

Burn bright.

The Summer sun refuelling,

Taking on energy to live the rest of the year,

A light bath of renewal.

I leap into Autumn, too soon, too soon,

But I know I can make it to June.

Prodigal 

Despite the joy of you, I deserted.

Unworthy of respect or welcome, me.

You give me both, still, despite the hurt

I cause by being the man I want to be.

But come, enjoy this moment, there’ll be more,

Which add up to a future, day on day.

Now I love you more than ever before :

It doesn’t go from me without saying.