Blue Velvet (ukulele)

you stare and you ponder 
at the rates of the currents
flowing, crashing, soothing, crushing 
your legs trembling, the tides
slam on rocks so vigorously it splatters and you quiver
.
you yearn to be swept but
you stay dry, while the stars shine
from the other side - the boundary of fright. 
your weep falls in droplets
drifting away along with the waves 
becoming one with the sea but you are not.

safe.

your matter exists but your mind resists
a hug of comfort tugs you at your side
a soft voice: darling, it's too much of a risk 
when you seek the place beyond the currents tide.

Shore (a poem)

23/3/18 - a sound collage in tribute to my sweet sweet home country and the simplistic but endearing life it holds.

andie