| (my own poems, updated monthly) |
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| Tracadie Bay |
| i follow the tarmac over the bridge past Corran Ban the wind scolds the slope etching strands of dune grass with harsh fingers i feel the void where it rakes my senses and rustles through my emotions out of the wooded fringe i wander seeking direction from within viewing the mudflats with tangled thoughts i scatter my fears among the shanty's along the pier like seeds of discontent on the breakwall i want to grow here have my roots trace the red soil gingerly to feed on confidence and shed the pain of doubt the clouds spread shadows on the bay gathering herons with silent arms into crimson pools could your arms gather me embrace me here where the dunes lean on Tracadie Bay (February 2000) |