Any port
In the grey stone wall of the morning
I search for you
but in the blushing pink of sky
I see nothing
This is a new day beginning
excitement flutters on a blackbird’s wing
and damp flowers uncurl
There is an ache to these early hours
when the moon has turned tides
and there is nothing left on the horizon
except a ship in full sail
and an empty harbour after the storm.
sally james
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