Category: Poetic Meanderings

The Endless March

Feb 4, 2022

The ocean is a song,
a never-ending show.
Her endless movement quickly teaches us of succession:
one generation of water recedes,
shimmering light dancing off its surface before it heads back to the source,
and the next generation pushes onto the shore,
obliterating the sparkling serendipity of the now-old guard
which visited just seconds ago. … More The Endless March

A winter getaway

Jan 19, 2022

A getaway from the pressures of life,
a time to take in the splendour
of nature’s ever-lively presents:
the bubbling of frogs in the long grass beneath,
the subtle tweeting of birds,
the psithurism of the trees’ worship –
swaying ever so gently
by the permission of their Lord. … More A winter getaway

Rise

Dec 2, 2021

Rise, Rise.
The dawning of a new day.
Suburbs lay quiet,
resting under the blanket of morning clouds,
only the treetops and buildings remain visible.

Early flights begin slowly:
Birds alone; birds in flocks.
People in flocks,
gathered in the single, man-made vehicle of flight. … More Rise

Try

Nov 26, 2021

When I was very young, I was always afraid of the water. At the beach, I’d cling to my father – fearing the waves would wash me away into the endless ocean, never to be found again…even though we’d only stand in shallow waters. Then came my school days, where swimming was a regular activity for our Physical Education (PE) class. I’d be terrified – always getting special concession to hold the side of the pool, using that wall as my crutch to go a little at a time…never confident that I could make it by myself. The safety net was always nearby. … More Try