Mermaid
Whilst sitting on the pier and fishing without purpose
I netted a mermaid who was none too pleased at being caught
To apologise I took her to the finest restaurant in the town
Where we shared a menu of blue lobster and crab
Afterwards we sat on the beach and counted the stars
Before returning to the pier
Where I taught the mermaid the fundamentals of fishing
Six Mundane Walks on a Concrete Pier
As I walked in driving rain towards the entrance of the pier
A malicious hand locked the iron gates
But I cared little as I had discovered
The third level of the structure
Under the waves
Seats of Remembrance
Tired tinsel with flowers
Now fading
In the late summer sun
Lives remembered in wood
Still gathering sea views
Invasion
The lights on the opposite shore
Are gradually being extinguished
Whilst the lights on this shore
Are full and bright
This occasions a fluorescence
Deep in the channel that separates us