You have tossed me in the spray of the waves
and rolled me in the swell of the ocean.
You have washed me in the brine of your unshed tears
and your salt has dried on my skin.
You have lain still while I trailed my hand through the waters,
stirring the luminous phosphorescence,
and glimpsing, in the deep lagoons, bright coral
and the lurking Leviathan.
You have beached me, near to drowning, on my own foreign shore,
sea water is no use for drinking
when I journey inland
I shall take a bottle
to baptise the dry surprises of the desert.
For a friend who was feeling rather dry.
These poems are the fruit of almost 30 years of occasional writing. They were written as private reflections, or for friends and family. I hadn't intended them for public consumption, but people have told me now and then that they thought I should share them, so I have. I shall add new poems if and when I write them, though a lot of my words tend to go into sermons these days!
If you find something you like and find helpful, you are welcome to use it and share it, but please make sure my name stays attached to it.
The poems are posted in no particular order, but the labels - click on links below - should help you find poems on various themes.
There are also separate pages on this blog containing links to music composed by my husband, Philip, and to Christmas stories which I have told here at Seal in place of sermons on Christmas Day.