An Evening Stroll by the Itchen
Despite a thousand disguises,
As it grows dark she’s revealed
Humming in a mode only rivers know,
While the trees turn to spilled ink,
And the horses roll in the chase
Like a heart murmur.
Night doesn’t fall,
but rises from the water,
Drowning the meadow in sound.
Rock pools
What the tide left behind;
barnacles and whale songs,
and a few of the best parts
of my father.
Dún Laoghaire is a stone
lifeboat that rises and falls,
but it’s a long town
for little legs,
so we made a giant
(you only get lighter)
and we made a slow-witted bear,
and we ran in the spray
as the shore gently sank.
Dún Laoghaire is a sand
castle, but the sea
doesn’t scare you.
As it washes away at your feet,
lighter and lighter you become.
Tell Me About War
Tell Me About War from NoSoloTravelChronicles on Vimeo.
Another filmmaker generous enough to feature one of my songs
Video: Freckles and Berries
A lovely video made by Saskia Bauermeister using one of my songs ‘Bluebell’