Alistair Adkinson Poems
|1.||The Line Between Arrogance And Shame||7/5/2006|
|2.||A Smoker's Lung||7/5/2006|
|4.||The Margin Man||7/5/2006|
|5.||The Best One Yet||7/5/2006|
|6.||Timeclocks Have Eyes||7/5/2006|
|7.||Minimum Wage Lament||7/5/2006|
|8.||Requesting Your Blessing To Fail||7/12/2006|
|9.||A Dream About The Day When I Finally Meet Myself||7/5/2006|
|10.||City Lights And Stars||7/5/2006|
|11.||Do You Remember Me?||7/5/2006|
|13.||The Ladder Of Success||7/26/2006|
|14.||Tell Me A Story, Mother||7/26/2006|
Comments about Alistair Adkinson
My sails are down,
the wind is high,
the waves are crashing into me –
the coal-black ocean water
is all that I can see.
My hull is bare,
my belly’s tight,
and land seems far away –
with no harbor lights to guide me
until the break of day.
Dread has crept into my thoughts,
and filled my mind with fear,
until, at once, I see a light,
faint, but crystal clear.
It quickly passes from my sight,
But then turns ‘round once more –
will guide me now
to a safe, familiar shore.
A lighthouse lamp ...