Doldrum Wind

  • January 19th, 2015
  • Posted in Poetry

Woken by jerking bunks And renewed gush of our hull homesong We exchange thick, saturated air For the warm rush of doldrum wind. Cradling two pale stars between mast and shroud I nurse the tilting of our sail, Head lifted to the masthead Wind on throat and cheek, Gentle roar in my ear, We surge. […]

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To Doug

  • January 19th, 2015
  • Posted in Poetry

He slipped our lines And let us go But with his smile He pushed us.

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Pacific Windhole

  • January 19th, 2015
  • Posted in Poetry

Our sea of frustration Hangs hopes Limp and sodden from the mast. Rain pock marks the flaccid waves And drips from gloves. Calculations are suspended; Cafe dreams annulled, Options – none. Rising hopes on each touch of wind Are quashed in self defence. Pained hours, watches, pass Without accompanying miles. We long for the ease […]

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