Here's an older poem that I've finally worked into a shape I am happy with. You can read the earlier version here.
PERHAPS
Once more
the water called to him
to renew their pact
a life on the ocean
beyond the horizon
past the smudge of land and dust.
It was his repeating dream.
The Lisbon waterfront
after the great earthquake
early in the dawn
he walks to the cathedral
to give thanks for his son’s birth.
He knows in this instant
if he does not heed the salt water’s song
he will not visit that city until he is past thirty.
Catching in his first sight of the cathedral
an echo, nothing more
soon replaced by stone and mortar.
Few of us make the right choice.
I think this version is more compact and reads better. At the moment I am compiling a new collection. Watch this space for news.
Here's some music from the wonderful Palooka 5! They have a new album out next week.
Until next time.
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