Four Poems by John Drudge

 

Dream

 

I love the way

The light

From the bedroom window

Just falls

On the stone floor

And the way your hair

Frames your head

On the pillow

As you stir

With a deep heavy breath

Sinking back

Into uncertainty

With some kind

Of vague pleasure

Nervous

And without

Remorse

Harbour Island

 

A light fog rolls in

On the harbour

Over the sail boats

Standing

In the sweet hours

Of morning

With the moon and sun

In a brief dance

Of passing discovery

The rustling of palms

Keeping rhythm

To a warm island breeze

And the faint drumming

Of cold endings

Beating quietly

In the closing distance

Of tomorrow

Morning

 

Time waits

In the slow

Minutes of morning

And ticks deliberately down

The slopes

Of hidden mysteries

A gentle lull

Into the trappings

Of a deeper sorrow

Lost in the moments

That were missed

And now too far gone

Into the times

I thought I’d get to

Somehow

The Painter

 

Capturing

The changing nature

Of light

Surveying

The environment

Of time’s frailties

Colour cascading

Over vibrant impressions

The essence of nature

Winding

Through changing seasons

And the charged

Atmosphere

Of a subjective sun

Chasing the effects

Of illuminated tears

And the fading ripples

Of desire

John Drudge is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology.  He is the author of four books of poetry: “March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), and Fragments (2021). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.