A poem about distance, patience, and keeping in touch...
Solar Winds
April sun is gleaming on the river
On Tower Bridge, I see you stand
My heart beats message to deliver
I would reach out and clasp your hand
I am sailing sunlit seas upon my yacht
And up the Thames, to where you are
For my mind can go where I can not
And love makes distances less far
A golden sunset, and night will fall
My heat beats fast, as if with fear
Evening comes, and dark draws near
I await your voice, your tender call
Sunrise, sunset, and another day
Solar winds bring you to me in May
La pathole d'aniet – Jèrriais word of today
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La pathole d'aniet – Jèrriais word of today: eune grise bête à tchilyîn -
grey chiton (portrait: Chris Isaacs)
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