AN ECHO

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.