WHEN IT WAS THE TIME FOR GROWING OUT

  We took the train, one day, a Sunday that a photograph suggests was set in summer, I remember how the wind wound whimsically round the wilderness of our youth as we watched waves crash currents upon crushed cliff as we came closer to watch those tides slip out further, pulling from us the laughter […]

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SEA AND SAND

  Sand slips under foot like memory into mind, waves wash up along a country lane leading down into a secreted sea, past a thistle that pricks not; so much beauty cannot bear a beast. There is breath in these back fields I recall on the curve of this spiral game, returning like these tides […]

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THE WEIGHT UPON THE WAVES

  And in the tide tight with time and its turning they left their posts, impaled upon the sand, impressed upon the land. And there they stood ten in heart and ten in tide for time to tend, impaled upon mind, impressed upon mankind. And on they marched up the land and on from shore […]

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WAVES OF IDENTITY

I identity my entity empty. Build             bond             break break out break away break down drown. Resume resolve revolve rotate we are circles encircling ripples in a small pond revolving evolving dissolving into the careless current less             and […]

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HOOKED

  Time washes onwards but I recall each wave I welcomed over body like a cover of comfort like a blanket of trust, a surrender to the water warm, deep breath and dive without drowning, I recall each wave but forget how far it swept from the shore,   how it left each time with […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE; PART 7; I PROMISE

  I wrote words before, polished promises I lost hold of at nights by the sea as the waves stripped  all that was fantasy  from all that was reality. I lost words  I’d promised to hold for longer than time would allow but time is not to be toiled with, time takes no prisoners, time is […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE, PART 3; IN WAVES

  And we kissed and I took you in, in waves; your breath, your body, the smoothness of your skin, the ease with which my hands slipped from thigh to burning heat, lower, deeper, aching for exploration and my hunger rose and I took a breath and all that you are flooded me with nothing […]

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