Tag: weekend

Weekends

Sail the slate sea
On friendly breeze
Which powers me

Hold the tiller fast
As grey gulls surf
The unseen wave
Leeward of the mast

And I at peace
In my dead reckoning
Far between the harbours
Of duty and burden
Riding the tide of release

I roll along
With the flow
Some sunny Sunday
Afternoon

That’s all there is
Within my mind

Naught but the sound
Of wheels on pavement
As my body cleaves
The warm still air

The undulations
Of the path
The gentle song
My spirit sings

What else could I need

Through the trees
The rock
And the sea

A rugged shoreline
In splendid
Repose

While I
Breathe silently

In time
With the rush of ocean
Upon the land

Dappled sun
Offers
Tonic warmth

This world
Of dusky blues
And blackened greens

This world
In which
Imagination sings

This world
Appears to me
In dreams

Sometimes I am called quite late
To set
On a Friday
In the afternoon

They serve us eggs on toast
With bacon (Gawd, we love bacon!)
We greet each other
“Good morning!”