It sat there and began to leach
out on the beach.
It's spent 'black gold'
brought death so cold
to what poor bird it's plumage found
would well as drowned
as die so slow
what way to go
for something made by God's kind hand.
Now on the sand
an empty shell
and taste of hell.

Harbour, headland, open sea.
Tide turning. Spindrift carried
on whipping wind. Force Eight
approaching. Darkness falls.

Beatrice Apha flare
blazing. Crabbers ride
to doubled ropes. Lighthouse
watching, winter waiting.

Salted blood. Gull grey wing
dipping. Lobsters caught and
memory flooded. Homeward
pointing, homeward pointing.

Darling, your words
Dance in the air
Like tiny thistle seeds
Caught in a summer zephyr

I did not think
I'd ever hear
You say, 'I Love You So'
Oh how those words move me now

To return them
Sincerely too
As a bond between us
A bond that never will break.

Rain dries up my tears
Sun drenches my hopes and loves
I'm lost in the storm

I see them stuck to their arses
Almost wherever I go
Poking above the back pocket
Like the flesh a **** wants to show

There's iPhones, Samsungs and others
A new class-system of makers
Vibrating right through their buttocks
Steadily wetting their knickers

I watched a ******* the bus once
Clean one along her left thigh
Slowly nearing her *****
The dirt in my mind heard her sigh

As she made love to the **** pics
To Tinder, Bumble and more
The phone a pink flower in her hand
That swiped right just like a *****.

Do YOU depict this scene?
For teenage Lovers
On an October night
Behind the supermarket walls

Here there are no rock pools
Left by an ebbing tide
Rather puddles in potholes
Polluted with diesel and oil

And what of music?
I hear no string quartet
Just tyres screeching rudely
And in the distance a siren wails

No moonlight either?
To fall on ivory skin
Just harsh neon
Man made glow against spray-on tan

Yet despite the shortcomings
This scene presents
This October night
There is passion, there is desire, there is love.

The eyes flicker
In mutual understanding

The breath quickens
With the suddenness of it all

The mind doubts
For the briefest of moments

Then the walls tumble
As the heart takes over

She said " I love you".

Dawn's pool of new light
Flooding over fields of frost
Frozen world of time

Tonight the summer solstice moon rises.
Low, clear over the pregnant fields that lie
Here beside us.
Yellow light in my baby daughter's eye
Awake, alive, asking that question - why?

Full-disc moon! Swollen with past sunset's light.
Don't carry your secrets to midnight blue.
I ask what right
You think some order has vested in you
To leave us, here below, without a clue.

Again and again you will go. Higher!
Lower! Dancing! While shifting seasons show
Me a liar.
Trying to explain what I cannot know
To an infant mind so eager to grow

Like the crops before me that now have caught
The breeze. A whispered answer offering
Much that I've sought:
We are both parts of a far greater thing
And knowing that lets the moon goddess sing.

I climbed the lonely hill tonight
Hoping to glimpse the lighthouse flash
Across the dusk-enveloped headland

Swans appeared
Five swans on the wing
Flying low across the fields before me
Ghostly shades of what love could be
Their honking broke the stillness

I thought of you
Six hundred miles away in the Fens
Wondering if I should call you Felicity
And if the swans were sent from your heart

So that I might climb upon one
Fly through the night
Dream whilst awake.

Deep in my eyes
I see you look
And I smile for I know
That you can feel my love

For your eyes shine
In an instant
As we pass, through our gaze
Our feelings for each other

So come sweet love
Lie here with me
Let me in some way try
To reassure your fair heart

That you are not
Alone again
For you are here with me
And that cannot be changed

For love shall be
Ever constant
A force of such power
That no-one can break it down

For in the grasp
Of both our hands
Are gentle, kind, sweet times
Where we will hold each other

Ever more close
Ever more dear
Ever more everything
Tell me now lover, it's true?

This night, my love, your shadow
Is cast here, upon my wall
Thrown up by the light of the fire
And presented for me to love

There was a time, that shadows
All seemed haunting, dark and false
They were things that leapt without warning
To consume my heart and my soul

But now your shadow fills me
With feelings for only you
My lover, I long that your shadow
Shall ever cast within my room.

Field trips
are the reflections
of puddles in the night sky.
Frogs croaking,
along the boundary hedgerows,
as Sirius extinguishes
across the western fields.

That one! No this one!
It's fancier, smoother
Pebbles
Pressed in to the soft hands of mothers
Then in turn to the pockets of fathers
Eventually
To sit on yellowing window sills
Where no one is sure from which beach they came
Only sharing between them a distant warm feeling
Revealed by the ebbing tide.

Silence filled the room
For he could not find
The words, to describe
Her beauty

She smiled so sweetly
That he longed to hold
Her tender body
Against his own

So when her hand
Fell upon his shoulder
His heart moved
For he'd felt her love.

A poem on paper isn't enough
to describe our love and what we've been through.
Our first year of marriage has been the stuff
that reminds me daily why I love you.
Who is loving and caring, both brave and kind,
allow me to be me whilst staying you.
My English Rose, and I was lucky to find
a heart worth loving - one heart made from two.
Walking forward on the path of our past.
Constructing a future from our love true.
Designed forever and built up to last.
These words aren't enough and surely too few
  to mark our anniversary today
  and tell you all that my heart has to say.

Smashing and surging
Pounding the rocks below me
Thief of sailors souls.

There must be a full moon
Tonight
The clouds beyond the streetlights
Seem illuminated by something

I hope that it lives:

Like a diamond ring
On Bassenthwaite Lake

And a worn wedding band
On the heather-clad fells

Praying that it guides:

A homeward bound drunk
Safe
         Safe
                  Safe
To his wife.

That November slipped
so quietly away
Like the leaves that once
fell on the footway

Not a text
Nor a call
I to blame
for it all

Still......

A month makes no impact
on the love that we hold
So a fire was lit
In December's heart cold