A post-breakup mediation posted this time last year, but dating back further in time. The poem appears in my book Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys under the title “A quiet thought”.
A Thousand Scientific Facts about the sea Watch the mist-spray drift towards the dunes: A mother is out with her children. The daughter plays with the dog breaking foam And the little boy sits beside on a rock. There are bluebottles along the shore today; many cuttlefish shells; a dead penguin, his flippers laid outContinue reading “1,000 Scientific Facts”
On a rock amongst rocks When the last rays fire after which all will be still and ashed Here, on this rock I wish to stand to see the end of time. From here you face due South; face the end of the world, but between you and then blue-grey barrels roll toward the shoreContinue reading “A 1,000 RAINBOWS, ROCKS AND PROCESS”
In this place, I eat butternut soup to mend a broken heart. There wasn’t any stock in the cupboard, so I used Marmite instead. With a fork I smashed the veg pieces small because I had no way to purée the soup. Early this morning I picked leucodendron and fynbos leaves, even before I didContinue reading “In this place, I eat butternut soup to”