Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (2) – The Boatman and The Mother

Starless winter night, the cold dark waters - the Boatman comes to ferry the midnight travellers - yet waiting in agony at the rainy harbour, stands an old woman with a man's hat for shelter, crying, "How now Boatman, are you there? My son took the ferry last Wednesday, and I've heard none from him… Continue reading The Boatman Series (2) – The Boatman and The Mother

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Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (1) – The Boatman and the Traveller

Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters; The boatman comes to ferry the midnight travellers, Yet, waiting hatless, at the lonely harbour, head bent down, a solitary smoker, leans 'gainst the mossy ladder - coat revealing a silver dagger... Breaking into a sweat despite the shiver, The boatman reluctantly takes him in and stammers, "And… Continue reading The Boatman Series (1) – The Boatman and the Traveller

Ishaisms, Poetry

Tossing and Turning

The night transports me to us, and your thoughts, like moments of a kaleidoscope amid imaginary chaos; as tears swell like the tides pulled by these eyes, drying up before they stream and leaving a heaviness within, fading before the release... A catharsis at the cusp, left incomplete, crawling back to its cavern - but… Continue reading Tossing and Turning