Sanctuary

  In the moment before the storm, the clocks stopped. The night was silent and still While she slept And all the people of the little town huddled beside the hill.   In the last moment, the sea drew a breath, Drawing back, hesitant but vast And she slept on As the dark skies blocked…

The Sky

  The dark sky reaches over us, on the journey home The air is cold and wet And small sounds electrify the hedgerows Eyes watching Drawing us on Houses shrouded in darkness Huddle beneath the stars The gentle sky, a blanket to wrap us together Stitched with light, that guides us Our sleepy feet, dragging,…

The Sailor

  At a table on dry land, we sit together Our boat moored at the jetty nearby. His hands clasp pathetically at the smooth sides of his glass Like flippers He is a fish out of water He belongs at sea, where his twisted limbs are no hindrance Where he is as one with his…