Creaking like a ship at sea Sails rattling and flapping Snapping in a stiff Ocean breeze Salt in the wounds Groaning, moaning, Straining to rise Rise above the decks Like a looming wave; I only trickle gently Towards the final shore.
See the hole right through the middle? That’s what makes this a witchstone, or hagstone. Traditionally associated with magic, they are used as protection from various evils, including to protect sailors from drowning. The hole is formed by the ocean and the particles therein… Continue Reading “She Gave me a Witchstone”
Strange nostalgia for the sea Background smell Of coal dust and coziness While I walk on the beach Houses behind me Horizon ahead Beckoning.
Waiting by the ocean Waiting by the shore Clouds are hanging, cloaking Sunlight, grey and raw. Beach lies glinting wetly Tide breaks like a sigh Pebbles crackling, crunching ‘Neath the slate tile sky Winkles, whelks and starfish Rays and sprays and gulls Bladderwrack and… Continue Reading “Take me to the Ocean”
Under windswept trees I close my eyes I am surrounded by the seas. Oceanic, Sweeping over Through Beyond me. Beeches, No beaches But the waves are the same. White horses gallop Through my tired mind. I am surrounded by the seas. Rushing towards Blinkered… Continue Reading “By the Sea”
…Atlantis fell, and crumbled into the Ocean floor. All the power drained away, and the Dolphins realised they were free; no more working the generators, or counting the coins that were passed from fin to fin to ensure the power flowed, like the water… Continue Reading “When the Dolphins ran out of Electricity…”