island (Remove filter)
The Delicates
They chatter life and love by the water’s edge
then dive into the shimmering blue
With thoughts of painting ice cream clouds
or bottling the phosphorus moon
Daylight is for dreaming
or cooking up a stew
The waking hours are for birthing art
or making love in the hot afternoon
Tonight, there’ll be a gathering at the Dolphin café
with wine and smiles in generous measures
mosquito nets b...
Friday 14th July 2023 3:09 pm
Recent Comments
Mike McPeek on Fallen Leaf
3 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on The Forgotten
4 hours ago
Rolph David on Sonnet: Imigh Hotovely, Imigh Smál Damnaithe! Imigh is Póg mo Thóin! [Out Hotovely, Out Damned Spot! Out and Kiss my Arse!]
5 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on His Majesty’s Stay Out of Hell Cards: “Divine Right” and “Convention”
6 hours ago
Hélène on Elementary
6 hours ago
Rolph David on Spinocracy – The Art of the Fall*
6 hours ago
Rolph David on Spinocracy – The Art of the Fall*
6 hours ago
Tim Daly on Prayer for the Little Ones
6 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Prayer for the Little Ones
7 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Prayer for the Little Ones
7 hours ago