Tidal Notes

Stand on sand, or perhaps

Slip or dock there

Look here easy waves, a simple wind

full of promise and travel

Water which washes up on every land

Touching India

Surrounding Britain

Punches a hole between Europe and Africa

isolating islands of memories

That wondrous wave may have started off of Cape Verde

Which hauls within it a loss of home

full of mmmelancholy nnnostalgia

Now laps lightly at the pier

And then you hummm

a forgotten melody

While tears fall

fill another wave with half remembered song

And memories

ocean full

surround you with gull cries