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A Poem by Alistair (Ali)

Fast
too long in aspic,
antipathy for wind-chill
kills the arable concern..

Have 
Listened to
the shipping-forecast-
victuals of an Island-race-
recur their little mysteries
from keeping.

Been
pacing off
the Malin Head in
fossil-fueled embarrassment,
deciphering a sense of self

and deepening.

© 2018 Alistair (Ali)


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You might not be able to paint, but you sure can write & these words are more succulent than larks tongues suspended in that aspic you refer to.... N

Posted 2 Years Ago


Neville

2 Years Ago

as always a pleasure and entirely mine... and back at ya... N
Alistair (Ali)

2 Years Ago

Thank you mate!
Neville

2 Years Ago

no worries.. :)
I've read Your poem few times, each time wondering and wondering about Your mind, You always write in such a unique way.

though I feel blood, fighting in the upcoming sailing, but Your lonely and sad heart filled Your words with gloominess, are You regretting leaving Your home an been away from it? or are You regressing being in a journey where brothers will be fighting together, instead of being as one (this what I got from Your words, it might be wrong), still, with all of this, it's a journey for You, for Your own self and spirit to go deep, as deep as the ocean can be.

I feel here, an emotional poet sailor, His spirit dances over His page. suddenly all of this brought to my mind one of the of Vicky the Viking's characters (an old cartoon), Ulme, whom was the Viking Bard.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Alistair (Ali)

3 Years Ago

Thank you my friend , for those kindest of words and wisest of insights, and I am touched that you f.. read more
lightsong

3 Years Ago

when my time allows, I WILL take the time to comment back to Your most magnificent thoughts, feeling.. read more

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Added on July 14, 2018
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Alistair (Ali)
Alistair (Ali)

Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom



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I write because I cannot paint. I enjoy the flavor of words, their subtle tastes and textures. I savor their spice and their sea salt. They are washed in on tides of thought, and i comb the strand.. more..

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