"No clear trail through memory"
No clear trail through memory
the few stars we remember
I also have ears for it
a bird comes slowly closer
another bottle of wine
the smells of winter
a broken shipyard
a schooner drifting west
an expiring reef system
the awful injury then
a bloody long deep breath
send some laughter this way
you ever breathe out again
stop your whingeing
broken shipyard
ReplyDeletewhere the little tramp
taps out the wedge
that chocked the hull
and sends boat's skeleton to sink
so all men stand aghast
Deletewhile the gulls shriek
at the water's edge
The rusty engine starts with a cackle! Great images - again, those birds are such gossips.
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Deletelike clapped out motors
those birds bring
tidings of misery
Rock climbing?
ReplyDeleteFunny. I can still remember hundreds of my different climbs. Including the one when I once climbed out of bed in the dark and stepped on my cat's tail. Quite thrilling, that one was. :)
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