Day 4/100

I got myself up early this morning to write.

I have more than enough stuff pouring onto the pages of my notebook.

It is the trying to organise and rewrite and refine (Well, well another poem about diamonds just popped into my brain. (Look out for it in days to come.)) that takes me time. TIME!!!!

A funeral to attend today. A tangi, so tragic and so sad. What a lovely family to suffer such a loss. That is why death was featuring in the poem yesterday.

Today I have a poem I wrote 4 months ago. That was my first. I've always loved words. Someone challenged me then to write one. This week I am challenged to write more and publish them...

"Share and be damned" the messenger said...

Shroud

Cruising along on the bay,

eyes on a distant mark.

My ship under full sail.

A storm blows up aft, unseen.

Grey cloud decends,

A shroud enfolds me.

The wind whips through

the rigging.

Furling the sails

Waves crash about,

their peaks and troughs an attack.

I am overwhelmed

take cover

avoid the sting of salt spray

I run for shelter

seeking calm

cocoon myself

peek out

check for safety

keeping a weather eye.

Andrew Thompson

15/4/10

Ligar Bay