The platform is wet from last nights rain
but this morning
the sun has wove threads of gold
sewing itself to the soft cloud
a handful of people smile at tiny escaping strands of light
the look of hope on their faces
scores of others turn away looking down
cheekbones rigid with anguish
a reminder of the darkness in their life
and I’m people watching
wondering what type of person
will sit next to me on today’s journey.
Thanks for taking the time to read this poem. It’s my first piece of 2022, I’ve been mega busy.
We sat under a steady autumn sky watching the tiny acts of rebellion as young clouds broke away from old grey from white, white from grey and the sun threw firecrackers at the surface of the sea silent, straw-gold crackling amid the calm we stole glances from each other as the tender harbour breeze kisses our cheeks turning us blush-pink the terns and gulls played tag swooping too close to earth that the seagrass stole some feathers and – as nature misbehaved all around us I softly gripped your hand knowing you’d never let me go because I was falling in love with you even more and this falling will go on forever like the marble-blue horizon
– under the steady autumn sky.
Thanks for taking time to read my poem, I hope you enjoyed it. While you’re here, why not check some of my other work out.
I pressed my heart to the ground Then my palms Then my ears And lay listening to the earth Feeling a shared rhythm It wasn’t a rapturous beat But a slow swaying pulse I was enchanted in that moment For a brief eternity Feeling close Feeling connected And the world was whispering words of love While holding my hand But the sun grew jealous So tore us apart With ferocious tears And hot spiteful breath.
The last thing the earth felt Was my palms turning to fists Pushing myself away.