A poem
Is an island
In a sea
Of stormy words
An oasis
In a hot desert
An outpost
On a distant shore
A warm light
On a cold night
A reflection of reality
An escape
Month: October 2026
Empty Shells
Empty shells lying
On an empty beach, each one
Washed clean by the sea.
Husks, all abandoned by life,
The same as the collector.
His mind empty now,
Taken on this very beach
Sixty years ago.
Taken by the empty shells
Still being found on the beach.
Inner light
In life’s dark places
I wear my own inner light
No-one can steal that