[My writer’s block persists, so I continue to pull old poems out of drawers. This piece is included in my story A GOOD JUDGE OF CHARACTER, which was an attempt at reviving the 18th century misadventure yarn.]


Morning coining silver in the leaves,
Chain and tackle tinkling over water,
Galley clatter, seamen’s chatter, laughter,
Sun trembling on a plain of felted seas…

Sails are blooming on the harbour,
Boats glide on with little labour,
Just the merest fan from stirring breeze.

Under air where clouds have lightly strayed,
Colours deepen in the delicate ocean.
Life, awake at last to light and motion,
Breaks the perfect surface evening made.

Then leave each tiny task at hand,
Come down to the gleaming sand

And stroll with me until our morning fade.

About mosomoso

Growing moso bamboo on the mid-coast of NSW, Australia.
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4 Responses to DITTY ON THE SHORE

  1. beththeserf says:

    ‘Sails are blooming on the harbour,
    Boats glide on with little labour,
    Just the merest touch from stirring breeze.’

    Oh I wish I was back in Sydney looking at
    the harbour again. Just like this verse.

    … Funny that you’ve written three poems
    instead of doing the big effort, whose name
    I dare not say. I’m doing the same, avoiding
    my 25th on Edmund Burke et al, I have written
    three poems re ‘figures in a landscape.

  2. beththeserf says:

    Oh and anuther thing, toff, I am NOT goin’ back ter harrowin’
    clods and diggin’ up turnips! Thinkin’ of quittin’!

  3. beththeserf says:

    As above, hey might haft ter, we been eating them suss overseas berries.
    Better git me 25th U_g up in a hurry. (

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