I am thrilled to have the audio recording of my poem Monolith of Sandymount (originally published in Poetry Bus 4) featured on Make A Poem Noise Here!
Monolioth of Sandymount
Beneath cumulus is home
moored to a gold expanse
purple fronds coating my outsides
amongst barnacles that cling tight.
Pleasure was my architect,
to cup children in watery innards
rock to their laughter and
part where they fell.
Nearly a century has passed
a victim of others caresses;
a stroke, a spray of colour and calligraphy
from signatories that never return.
Like them my beloved is fickle
bestowing frothy caresses when it suits,
retreating when day returns as if
embarrassed of the night before.
Birds taunt me with their soars
while crabs dance unashamedly
their clicks and cackles
wound as cracks.
The city loves me though,
envelops me in outstretched arms
cranes and spires stretching upwards
needling the sky.
I await the crumble to
wrench granite legs and
join my love at the horizon
plummet to her cerulean depths.