This edition of Motley Poetry features a poem by Edel Hanley entitled “The Sea”

 

The Sea.

 

I stare out as the sanguine sea

Moves in with the rising tide,

The gulls scatter quick

And leave me behind, stationary.

 

I am detached and displaced,

I long to dismantle your menace;

The way in which you haunt me

Like a spectre.

 

Now the sun paves a new route

As it reclines behind the horizon,

Do not be fooled;

“Friendship is full of dregs”

 

And it will cease

To call us back here, once more

To remember a distant memory

From when we were younger,

 

Then we shall see

Methuselah standing at the shore;

Fruitless and aged,

With empty palms.

 

Edel Hanley