Love Poem: Down By Streams and Harbour

Down By Streams and Harbour

A steam of sub-consciousness takes him to kissing a bouquet of rivers

Blessed by fortune and mindfulness Tim follows his passion for nature

Star struck the Horizon unfolds over a canopy of breathless adventure

Uncovers sunshine and rays as rain bows to shivering heaven below

As thunder and lightning explode and expose a meandering delta he 

Needs no reminder that grapes lie undraped and sweet juice calls awaiting


In his mind he strokes moist wilderness amazed at the flooding of wetlands

Hovers over a small swelling hill set to the tunes of season’s exuberant joy

Charmed by a flute presiding over the peninsula just nether of Cape Town

The cloth settles in glorious fog like a blanket caressing valleys and peak

Exploring a new continent of dreams has never before been so exquisite

No direction nor map and no compass no South Wester where oceans meet


Tim needs no coat for protection no umbrella not a hat for his longing

Although Leonhard Cohen’s Famous Blue Raincoat springs to his mind

Dylan’s Hard Rain peals away for the moment sheltered by passion

Here as they lie in a beach hut of dreams spread under flakes of Karma

Chakras in full colour channels open and unbound energy and desire

Kim guides his wandering fingers and the hands of the time piece is still


When they reach that sweet oyster bequeathed by the triangle of shivers

And Chronos meets Kairos at the slope of cliff face flora and pleasure

They know not only pirates steam and stream from lighthouse to harbour


14th February 2019