(20 minute poetry)


Sunlit diamonds fan out across the bay and make a mockery I'd say of jewelled tiaras


but just
a day the same as any day if any days can be alike

I like the play of light that tickles on my chin and lels the inner child run free


the sea as if you didn't know is where you'll find me
on the harbour wall at those
uncertain times when being high but feeling low
I go to find
that outlined against a great horizon
some greater good is watching and has their eyes upon me

I return to see again
the seagulls pull me in again
but not so often now

the light still plays for me
lets this inner child run free
diamonds sparkle on the bay
and sparkle every day
we see the light.