Family Familiar

They’ve travelled from far off states to sample seas where heaven waits in their search for roots and equilibrium; to sample life at outdoor’s gate, with rippled blues and mountain views

Harbour all of great escape, her silver greys and spreading ways, to taste the salt of getting laid; sons and daughters, husband and wife, returning to the water, returning to the later life

Sun, sea, breeze and looping light, feeling good and feeling right, rolling wrists in free-on full-on sight; of the beach, as of the day, as of the ways of the wilder night

Travelling far, from way off states, to sample just where justice hesitates

From Christopher Sanderson's Ireland Poems
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Fleeting Glance

The upright, round column, of interlaced horizontal slate, hand crafted with genuine irregularity, gathered together in a truer than the eye can see line, form and fragmented colour arrangement

A black, blacker than the bog that first laid it down, or blacker than the miner who dragged it to the worlds surface, from those thousands of fragile feathered seams

A grey, a faster grey than the silver-shadow motorbike that led us off the ferry, a time for the leather clad rider to engage himself before speeding off towards the mountains

A fitness for purpose, more fitting than any machine made tripod, or foundry-cast firmware, or futuristic furniture; the irregular becomes regular, the fragile becomes firm, and the truth is we passed in too short a moment, we thus have one more reason, or need, to return

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Ferry Cross The Irish Sea

Even as I begin to think about ethics and morals I wonder that it has taken me so long, in my life, to understand that my mind may also have some givens, some inherited roles for me to follow

And as I remember yesterday’s doubts, as to my ability to have organised such a complicated set of arrangements as is required to take a vacation over the sea to Ireland

Then, as that hour for departure approaches, the latches, the linkages, the cogs, the wheels, the clutches and the gears all become a muddle; only the ethics and the morals hold off the panic, only they help to keep self-destruction at bay

Where I am now influences where I will be this evening, where I will be this evening influences where I am now, where I am influences the choices I make, between how I am now, and how I might or may be then

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Percolate

In the hollows of the wind

Half quiet of night

Immersed in nature

A jubilant hermits book

Good time before sleep

Reverberations of secret worlds

Hold on; remember skin

The half smiles of love

So desperate to share

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World Music

Fine points, in sharp shadows

Ambient sounds of discretion

Any other room; past times

Always to find

Another room

Clear as light, and dark

Famously white & blue (turquoise)

Some part of a touchstone

As emerald or jade

Sharp contrast to the Jet

To the full coloured beach huts

On the long curve

Of a new found

Promenade

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