NT ( / Ireland)

All Chocked Up

Here I am on a boat
his heavy guy jacket
hanging over my head
I find an anchor
in his nitty gritty way of being,
something that keeps me bone solid but
that's just a small thing,
an excuse to write a few lines.
about something that gets me all choked up.

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Sometimes it's a flower, sometimes it's a sunset, sometimes it's a man. Underlying it all is unspeakable gratitude for the preciousness of it all. Thank you Edmund
Heavy, gritty, bone solid. You could write a thousand poems and yet I wonder if they could shed more light upon Noarh than these words do.