Solitary sentinel
Faces menacing skies
Steadfast
Resolute
Safe harbour signal
Sought in distress
Solitary sentinel
Faces menacing skies
Steadfast
Resolute
Safe harbour signal
Sought in distress
Enveloped in the safe harbour of your arms
The pain
The fear
The anguish
Drawn away with the tide
I drift in the ocean of calm that is you
Until peace washes over me
Shield above
Wall below
Safely nestled in the comforting green
Of my impenetrable canyon
Late afternoon sunshine
Filtered through
The winter boughs
Eaves and overhangs
Sheltered her
From the usual Vancouver rain
But today
The sun
Fell on
Her little sunshine chair
A cigarette
And long moments
Filled with thoughts
Without consequence
Smalltalk daydreams
To pass the time
In seeming silence
While she chattered
With herself
About nothing
Beside the red house
Which was all red inside
Though the walls were white
And the Late Colonial furniture
In browns and blues
A quiet little moment
Of no small function
Before returning to
The dysfunction within
A small, life-saving moment
Of manufactured sunshine
Amplified
By the trickle of sun
Passing through naked branches