Catching a wild way

Thought you vanished days ago
But there you are out standing
Above a rocky coastal shoreline
As those inflight birds you carry
Fly bold across your shoulder
Taking you with them faraway
Can I hear laughter, while ink
Runs strong across and through
Each page, spreading a story
A novel set for such ages, sharing
Tales and conversations, no one’s
A strange, while each new line
Escapes adrift on the ways of
A wild and free Tasmania..

7 responses to “Catching a wild way

    • An old work friend has recently moved there. It can be a place of wild mystery and of brutal collisions in history, but a place worth the time to visit and wander.

  1. Hauntingly beautiful and metaphorical. I’ve heard and read about Tasmania and the wild beauty it appears to possess.

    Love how effective your words are in this poem, Sean.

    • Few land masses reside south of the latitude 40°S – Tasmania, New Zealand, Patagonia, Antarctica and a scattering of smaller islands. All these are true wild places perhaps, haunted by the winds that visit them with their stories and songs. Thanks, Uzoma

  2. Remarkable as per usual, Sean …

    I loved those first verses:

    “But there you are out standing /Above a rocky coastal shoreline
    As those inflight birds you carry/ Fly bold across your shoulder
    Taking you with them faraway”…

    Thanks for sharing…

    Best regards and wishing you a nice weekend

    Aquileana 😀

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