i left it on the pontoon
to soak up the sea spray
and watch the whales calve
in the cradle of the sound
cured salty by the sun
i swam back, i waited
on the cold white sand
every bird shadow
was you running past
- each day past –
the sky grew
a dark glittering blue
i was a norfolk pine, never
tired of waiting on the shore
never tired of watching
my heart on a yellow stage
rocked softly by the sea
© meredi o
6 responses so far ↓
1 Alison // Dec 2, 2007 at 4:23 pm
I am sitting there gazing right out across the sound beside you. So beautiful.
2 squib // Dec 2, 2007 at 5:37 pm
Hi Alison, thanks. That’s spooky, I was just writing your Chrimbo card
3 feline // Feb 10, 2008 at 7:05 pm
oh! this one works for me … made me melancholy and sent me drifting to childhood dreams. eat your heart out winton - you’ve captured middleton there!
4 squib // Feb 11, 2008 at 8:26 am
Thanks feline
5 Perseus // Apr 18, 2008 at 7:21 pm
This one’s my second favourite.
“never tired of watching
my heart on a yellow stage
rocked softly by the sea”
Nice.
Oi. What’s with the deleting of the comments?
6 squib // Apr 19, 2008 at 10:53 am
Aye sorry Persey - I have an explanation! And thanks re: pontoon
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