February 10, 2019

I am tidal: my blood and heart are one

Current in me, I cycle round the bay.

Along the sea, molten silver in the sun,

Figures on the beach are inked against the day.

Wading birds still scuffle, children shout,

Dogs chase balls, and humans walk, take stock,

I feel my legs pum...

Please reload

Please reload

Search By Tags

© 2018 James Morgan Nash - Writer and Poet - Leeds, West Yorkshire, United Kingdom - james@jamesnash.co.uk 

  • James Morgan Nash - Facebook Page
  • James Morgan Nash - Twitter
  • James Nash Visual Diary
  • James Nash Readings