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Sinking Ships
My heart stopped for one-thousandth of a second
resuscitated by chimes of St Thomas Church,
peeling hope from eternal tides.
We became the rainfall
sluicing across bows of burly tankers
lost in the Atlantic dark.
We wrote our names in sand
holding still in our time,
before clocks crashed from harbour gallows.
Building ships, forever,
or so it seems,
when we should be diving for pearls.
resuscitated by chimes of St Thomas Church,
peeling hope from eternal tides.
We became the rainfall
sluicing across bows of burly tankers
lost in the Atlantic dark.
We wrote our names in sand
holding still in our time,
before clocks crashed from harbour gallows.
Building ships, forever,
or so it seems,
when we should be diving for pearls.
Published 30th Dec 2024
Author's Note
Last of the maudlin meanderings. Placed bits of my heart on the sea-wall on Sunday for winter's wild tides to journey them.
In 2025, have passport, will travel. Should you have South American shoe-shuffles, you may see me in Argentina or Chile writing postcards to ghosts.
In 2025, have passport, will travel. Should you have South American shoe-shuffles, you may see me in Argentina or Chile writing postcards to ghosts.
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- Edited 19th Mar 2025 8:45am
30th Dec 2024 4:38pm
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Thanks for all your support & encouragement Rianne. Apprciated.
I was born and raised on the shore and returned after 30 years of city dwelling (well, in reality, I ran away from a toxic relationship). But the sea has always been within me.
Have a fair few UK mates who've emigrated to foreign lands, so makes travelling that little bit easier.
Happy New Year!
I was born and raised on the shore and returned after 30 years of city dwelling (well, in reality, I ran away from a toxic relationship). But the sea has always been within me.
Have a fair few UK mates who've emigrated to foreign lands, so makes travelling that little bit easier.
Happy New Year!
30th Dec 2024 8:45pm
Let the maudlin out! Don’t keep it in, it causes cooties!
Wishing you peace, adventure and healing in the next year
Wishing you peace, adventure and healing in the next year
31st Dec 2024 12:28pm
Blimey Betty, had my fair share of bed louse over the years, so best keep these fingers typing!
Have a blessed, healthy and beautiful 2025. In words, we all tumble.
Have a blessed, healthy and beautiful 2025. In words, we all tumble.
31st Dec 2024 2:42am
Dear R,
I really appreciated this piece. Feeling those nanoseconds of love and loss that come from situations, random thoughts and just plain missing my loved ones, made me have a catch in my throat. Your authors note indicates you might put a cap on this particular subject. I haven’t thought any of your recent poems maudlin. Processing grief, for sure, but not maudlin. Your openness to share yourself has been quite helpful to me.
This felt like a cherished moment in time that will keep the energy of love ongoing. Great write. H🌷
I really appreciated this piece. Feeling those nanoseconds of love and loss that come from situations, random thoughts and just plain missing my loved ones, made me have a catch in my throat. Your authors note indicates you might put a cap on this particular subject. I haven’t thought any of your recent poems maudlin. Processing grief, for sure, but not maudlin. Your openness to share yourself has been quite helpful to me.
This felt like a cherished moment in time that will keep the energy of love ongoing. Great write. H🌷
31st Dec 2024 12:36pm
You get it H and if anyone can find a semblance of solace from the scribbles, it makes writing worthwhile. I appreciate you.
Have a magnificent 2025 and never lose faith & hope. I've loved deeply three times and I'm much a better person for each and everyone. I was hoping Lori would be the last. Truly.
I shall continue to paint my soul to this laptop's pixels, but not entirely sure they will find a home in DU.
Have a magnificent 2025 and never lose faith & hope. I've loved deeply three times and I'm much a better person for each and everyone. I was hoping Lori would be the last. Truly.
I shall continue to paint my soul to this laptop's pixels, but not entirely sure they will find a home in DU.
31st Dec 2024 12:31pm
Feel you on this one Rob
Take your time with grief and writing it out helps..
Travel to New places will certainly lighten your load
Hang tight
Go forward
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Take your time with grief and writing it out helps..
Travel to New places will certainly lighten your load
Hang tight
Go forward
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31st Dec 2024 12:51pm
Never make much of my Romany ancestry, but now is the time to roam and greet other cultures.
May I just say something and don't wish to embarrass you, but you have been fucking magnificent. Where ever she is, Lori will be crying for the souls she had to leave behind.
May I just say something and don't wish to embarrass you, but you have been fucking magnificent. Where ever she is, Lori will be crying for the souls she had to leave behind.
