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…

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And she laments…

Listen to her lament in sepulchral tones by ivory moon glade upon the shy river; she cries for one whose heart is her home, and longs for the return of her sweet lover... The robin flits out of its crude, leafy domain, pausing a moment at the lamenter to gaze - a song so piquant,…

DAWN

Bird of music, bird of light, How sweet your notes of respite, How blessed the hour, how blessed the morn, That you purge and sanctify with song... I hear your musical, poignant tune, Singing for the world whilst in your own, The note with secret wisdom to impart, To the early birds and desperate, young…

BEREFT

How can you tell my soul, to not dwell, on your thoughts; that you aren’t worth my time, are worth naught? I cling to you, cling to the good you once did, the good you once were, the words you said, the good I knew; opening up my reserve, my heart to you, like a…

O Vulnerable One

Why do you hide your hopes and dreams, your darkest sins, your memories, O Vulnerable One? Why won't you let down your walls, show who you are and bare your all, O Vulnerable One? Why do you fear heartbreak and abandonment, veil your truth in layers of raiment, O Vulnerable One? Don't you know that…