I walk alone and ill at ease.
On currents of the salty breeze,
while Silver gulls all dip and soar,
my mind’s on things I can’t ignore.
In time the breath-defying sunset crowns the sea,
from cream topped wave to coral cay.
Breakers crashing on the shore,
unleash their power with a visceral roar.
At last the sun winks out of sight,
at the closing of another day.
And the wind picks up the chill of night.
Still I linger, the sirens calling, bid me stay…
But content now, with the clarity I’ve got.
I move away and leave this pretty spot.
Luke is a talented poet located in Perth, Australia. You can find more poems from him here: