la mer

la mer by anelephantcant

la mer by anelephantcant

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la mer

La Med
by night
dark
calm
sparkling in gentle moonlight
soft rivers of mercury
undulating
mysterious
while
fish
in splashes
of gleaming silver
dance
along the shoreline
by day
whipped
by the Mistral
racing eastwards
in choppy
white tipped
ridges
of flying spume
myriad colours
determined by depth
by shadow
by drifting cloud
perhaps
by nature’s palette
wild and magnificent
but
from the mountains
pure glass
shaded aquamarine
my heart
and soul
rejoice
in adoration

la mer by anelephantcant

la mer by anelephantcant

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beauty

every goose every wave every tree

every goose every wave every tree

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beauty

this poet can’t possibly define beauty
I am not sure if anyone can
what makes the heart sing
depends on so many things
whether you’re a poet a woman or a man

there are those who perceive beauty everywhere
every goose every wave every tree
every child every horse
whereas others of course
roll up a newspaper when they see a bee

these are the people who never look upwards
to the castles or the clouds in the sky
they stare at their feet
as they walk down the street
and their eyes never light up with joy

the poet loves swallows and rivers
I am enchanted by rainbows a beach and the moon
a giraffe ambling by
a divine butterfly
a cicada or frog as they play nature’s tune

but I can also be moved by things man made
by cities like Venice and San Francisco I’ve savoured
by bridges fast cars
by music and art
and I’m emotionally wrecked by Michelangelo’s David

I remember watching the sun rise from the Pacific
I gaze in wonder at stars dancing above
I am utterly enthralled
because I see with my soul
and beauty is in the eyes of each person I love

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the wall

the old fountain by anelephantcant

the old fountain by anelephantcant

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I gaze into the wintry sky
where the gulls circle the moon
I write the words for heartache songs
but there’s no melody to the broken tune

the old fountain still has beauty
though the water has run dry
it seems like a sad metaphor
for the precious tears I can no longer cry

against the wall where once we kissed
is the shadow of a tree
it dims and fades with passing clouds
it’s still more substantial than your love for me

there is yet no trace of blossom
the slim branches look forlorn
I pray springtime will be here soon
with one last small hope that I can be reborn

the wall by anelephantcant

the wall by anelephantcant

 

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I dream

cold and wintry by anelephantcant

cold and wintry by anelephantcant


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I dream

each night I dream of yesterday
when I was young and had no fear
not the day before the night I dream
but the yesterday when you were here

each night I dream of skies of blue
before the cold and wintry rain
I dream of long gone endless summers
and I dream that you might come again

each night I dream of rock n roll
and how your hips sway as you dance
I dream that you don’t walk away
I dream you give me one more chance

each night I dream of svelte mermaids
of soft waves and the dark green sea
I dream of paradise and golden sun
I dream you bathe in bliss with me

each night I dream of tales of yore
of brave knights and damsels distressed
I dream of Camelot and heroes bold
I dream it’s still me that you love best

each night I dream of ghosts of love
of days so short and oh so few
I dream of the time that flew so fast
and I dream of the ghost of you

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never lonely

never lonely by anelephantcant

never lonely by anelephantcant

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Never Lonely

I never once felt lonely
all the years I was alone
but everything is different
now you’ve been and now you’ve gone

all those years before I met you
I’d no worries I’d no sorrow
I smiled to welcome every day
now I’m afraid to face tomorrow

I lived my life and I was happy
as a solitary man
lovers came and lovers went
lovers wept and lovers ran

they left no trace behind them
no tiny shadow on my heart
then you and I found each other
and then you tore my world apart

they left no mark upon me
their beauty barely touched my life
till you cut through my defences
and sliced my soul out with no knife

all that I am is far behind me
like an ancient Celtic cross
I know the truth that leaves me broken
there is no loneliness like loss


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the cormorant

the cormorant by anelephantcant

the cormorant by anelephantcant

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the cormorant

the cormorant skims across the bay
black-tipped wings tease white-topped waves
he swoops and swerves to demonstrate
the joyous freedom my heart craves

then just above the great sea wall
I watch him frolic with his mate
low and fast they twist and turn
side by side they celebrate

he dives beneath the port’s black depths
with scarce a ripple on the surface
he spreads his feathers for the breeze
to render them as dry as your kiss

he is poised beside the jetty’s edge
warming himself in Nature’s way
at peace with where he knows he fits
so much more than I can say

I see him struggling on the rocks
trapped in a broken fishing line
he wriggles clear of his torment
I am still enmeshed in mine

the cormorant flees the setting sun
black-tipped wings tease white-topped waves
for him morning will come again
bright as the freedom my heart craves

the cormorant by anelephantcant

the cormorant by anelephantcant

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the saddest thing

lights the sky by anelephantcant

lights the sky by anelephantcant

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the saddest thing that you can do
is to wait for her to go
knowing she won’t say goodbye
she has not yet said hello

you know that she will disappear
without a backward glance
she won’t listen to you begging
because you don’t deserve the chance

you are aware that you’re not good enough
that she is someone special
you notice how men look at her
you can’t handle the pressure

why would she want to be with you
when she can do much better
she can dance and sing a rainbow’s tune
if only you will let her

she can skip between the raindrops
her laughter lights the sky
every time you look at her
you ask the question why

the saddest thing that you can do
is to watch your butterfly
drifting off to pastures new
without a last goodbye

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