clouds roll across the sun
in time with the crash of the waves
as we pick up towels and run for the car
the sky cries red-dust raindrops and we laugh
Sea
on the sea
on the sea
the rain is falling
sweet water softening the salt
one day soon
these showers will pass
on the roof 2
icy roof shower
nakedness dodging
the neighbours’ sharp eyes
on the roof
home from the sea
skin sun-scorched
the icy shock of the shower
sunset silhouette
sunset silhouette
as the tide slowly rises
my breath is taken
April 23
Giò’s fingers drip day-lit sparks of luminescence
from below, scaled sea dragons eye the surface
effort
effort
the sail lifts away from the water
and suddenly
and silently
all is air and the future
picking up shells
picking up shells and weighing them in his hand he saw
they fit his fingertips microscopically
whorl to whorl adhesion
dreams of sea and sea life shuddered through him
in his mind he was on his knees
allowing the tide to take him
look north
look north
more snow on the hills
sun glints on out-tide sand
emotions need no metaphor
Spring is near coming
Spring is near coming
bare branches explode in green
the sea fog rolls in
the salt you taste
the salt you taste in my blood
comes from the sea
you will never forget it
as I will never forget
the depth of the water
