Hinterland
Across the hinterland /
Across the soul.
Incapacitated with
Remorse and longing
For the return /
For the
return.
I swallowed you whole-
Kamadeva.
Before the passing /
Before
the passing.
Across the hinterland.
January
Robin McNamara
Everything is dead,
Everything is cold.
The bones in my body
Grow old and tired.
The graveyard has
Buried my past.
My present is frozen
In cold, dark hibernation.
Waiting for the day
When nature will say;
“I’m open again, come into
My garden of life, free from
Strife and free of winter’s death.”
As I
drifted away,
losing
the sound
of the
rhythmic
dance of
a yesterday year.
These tears
of memories,
faded
in my backroads
consciousness.
Ah yes - sweet footsteps
to Heaven
girl,
don’t you
know the
honey
tasted sweeter
with you.
Ah - cradle
me more,
sweet
memories.
Sailors
sailed the Seven Seas,
From a land that was wintered.
The touch of frost —
In freezing mist; I’m lost.
(Ja Jedrim)The sun gone for a season/All quite / all still / all frozen.
A Perthian lullaby is calling,
Across the Seven Seas.
(Ja Jedrim)
With a sun-kissed voice
Captivating sailor boy,
Her raven hair blows in the
Winds that blows the sails.
(Ja Jedrim)
Oh take me here / take me there,
On a windswept Ocean.
Away from lands frozen,
To those heart melting eyes.
(Ja Jedrim)
The Sirens are tempting me
Towards the rocks, but the
Songs of a muse sails me
Through the seven time zones.
Tu sam.
Robin
McNamara has over 115 poems published worldwide. Poems have been placed in
Saccharine Poetry, Pink Plastic House, Dreich, Full House Literary Magazine,
Dream Journal, & Literary Heist. Robin’s debut chapbook, Under a Mind’s
Staircase is being published with Hedgehog Poetry Press in 2021.
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