Tuesday Poem

It's Tuesday poem time again after a short recess for the festive season. This year I'm actively seeking poems, so if you read this and have poems you'd like to be considered for this blogspace, please message me and I'll send you my email. While we are waiting for all that to happen - here's another poem from the ongoing, niche-market, fantasy verse novel!

Ableth

The sea talked about my life

all through the years

until now. I strain to hear

the mountain speak.

It must as all things do but I am deaf

to the quiet shifts of tone

such small sounds

as I am blind to the changes of

forest green. And yet I’d read

the ocean, page by page

and know from one aqua moment

to the next grey letter the story

unfolding and who I was

in that changing.

Grounded

I search the stars

and nightly swim through

their milky waters, lulled

by the painless brew I swallow

as the night gulps me down

dreamless and lost

in its whale belly.

Catherine Bateson, 2013

There's a ripper poem posted on the Tuesday Poem Blog, so do have a wander through that and, of course, the hub takes you to other Tuesday poems - a whole wealth of poetry to welcome in the new writing and reading year.