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Upstart Photographer – Fractured

I love to take photographs and write poetry. Sweet. Steve 🙂 Fractured. A poem. A filigree of cracks, wrinkles Upon your desiccated face Washed clean with weary salt And wind and watery grace. Your sad song that breaks This familiar salt pan patina Will last at least another age Until your twelve-bar blues Ends inContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Fractured”

Upstart Photographer – Detritus

Photography & Poetry – P&P for all the RPG fans lol 😊 Cheers Steve 🙂 Detritus. A poem. Cast ashore by storied seas A mishmash of memories And undefinable surprises From the ocean’s turned out pockets A lost and found of salty treats Waiting and wanting to be reclaimed For more Poetry, click here. ForContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Detritus”

Upstart Photographer – Beach Morning

Photography, poetry – why not, I say? 😊 Cheers Steve Beach Morning. A poem. Rainbowed cloud and Circuitous seas Casting ancient wisdom Like dice upon the shore For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available inContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Beach Morning”

Upstart Photographer – Knighted Tree

Poetry and photography, live together in perfect harmony (to paraphrase Paul McCartney). Cheers Steve 🙂 Knighted Tree Armoured and encrusted Barnacled and salted Prepared to joust For your ocean’s honour Your everlasting foe The ever-shifting shore For more Upstart Photographer, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely andContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Knighted Tree”

Beach Birthday. A poem.

Hand in hand, across a billion pebbled seeds. A heat frisson murmuring beneath our feet. Foaming cerulean paints the shore in shadow, while white light turns supple skin scarlet and melts concerns away. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, availableContinue reading “Beach Birthday. A poem.”

Upstart Photographer: Things#5

Another photo. Another poem. Cheers Steve 🙂 Lighthouse. A poem. A hollow betrayal; you were pushed aside and swept under the rug of failing and fatalistic light (what irony, it seems). A ship’s memory is short; they no longer need your eyes. The ocean, whose detriment you did long prevent, has had its revenge afterContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things#5”

Upstart Photographer: Things #3

I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve 🙂 Rocks. A poem. Rocks awash in sea-salt dreams, caressed in pleasure until they spume.Continue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things #3”

Sea of Love. A poem.

I long for the sea, to feel the bright whispers of the surf and salt between my toes, the sand crumbling beneath my feet. I long to float in her, to move my restless shell along her graceful curves, to feel her cold embrace and her watery kiss upon my face. The sea, my longContinue reading “Sea of Love. A poem.”

An Exercise in Poetic Styles

Here’s a response I did for Uni. You might like to try the exercise out yourself. Cheers Steve 😊 Write a haiku (formal style) on the theme of water and then write a free verse piece (of no more than 10 lines) on the theme of water. Which style worked best for you? What stumblingContinue reading “An Exercise in Poetic Styles”

Swim. A poem.

Dewdrops on my skin as I rise from your embrace. Your satin caress beckons and I return to your verge. Each twist and turn I take moves me closer to apogee, whence all efforts expire. Here within your tidal girth, I float in liquid suggestion. Here amongst deliquescing salt, I make my mark and ploughContinue reading “Swim. A poem.”

Driftwood (Beached, part 3). A poem.

Driftwood, floating on percolating tides. Saltwater soaks fossil branches. Sand embraces nooks and crannies. Driftwood, meandering, awaiting a tactile, tacit end. Longing for a final, lasting beach head. The All or the Nothing is my first book of poetry, and if you like what you’ve been reading then you’ll love it! To find out howContinue reading “Driftwood (Beached, part 3). A poem.”

The Board (Beached, part 2).

Tri-fin cutting foaming swathes in majestic, molten, crashing waves. Off-shore wind: the only stakes, paddling out to meet the break. To take his certain place in line, for the weaving surf to redefine. To forge a newborn legend free, the board; his truth, his destiny. Dedicated to my good friend, Andrew. The All or theContinue reading “The Board (Beached, part 2).”

The Wild Surf (Beached, part 1). A poem.

The wild surf, like his impetuous heart, pounds and beats the sandy shore, like a pugilist with vanity to spare. Here the relentless, crashing waves make their mark in odd time signatures, in fluid and passionate syncopation, a symphony of wind, water and sand. The spray in his face is explicative of this subtle, blithelyContinue reading “The Wild Surf (Beached, part 1). A poem.”

Dead Men Deep. A poem.

Hulls of broken ships, scattered like white noise. The sea bed, as black as a charcoal cellar. It welcomes sailors to their ends, bloated corpses sleeping in hammocks of crusted ribs, drunk on briny, antique wine. Coral wreaths and sawdust mouths; barnacles, the new tattoo that marks the passage from man to martyr. Here amongContinue reading “Dead Men Deep. A poem.”

Scream. A Poem Of Dreams.

The angry tide The beach swept clean Refuse returned to the slumber of the sea The frozen snows Such bitter cold Ground disguised, glistening winter freeze The haunted house All empty rooms Cavities and mouldings hold mysteries The ocean ship Pitches, rolls away The storm that blows onward drunkenly   All these things Broil andContinue reading “Scream. A Poem Of Dreams.”