The Southern Pulse

At the start of this week, I composed a series of three Poems from out of One scenery, one place that never ceases to provide me peace of mind. But from out of this place not one poem but three, each poem bringing a different style. The first Poem of this series, was published on this blog at the start of the week.

At the Edge of Earth and Ocean, was composed in my usual style of AaBb rhyming with as much Alliteration, Assonance and poetic dressing that I could manage inside the poem. That was the first of three poems on this series. The poem today is the second of this series and is in Free Verse Style.. No rhyming, and just a sprinking of creativity. The third Poem of the series follows.

This Series as I call “The Cliff Walk Collection” takes 1 Scene with 3 Poetic Styles, 1 in a Structured Ordered style + 1 in Free Verse style and 1 in a Mixture of the previous two styles. I believe both works and on Friday Morning I Post all 3 poems together as they should have been. Each Poem deserves to be read together and regardless of style, each poem goes together.


Person standing on rocky coastal cliff overlooking turbulent ocean at sunset
A lone hiker stands on a rugged cliff, watching the sun set over a stormy sea.


The Southern Pulse




I walk the line where the land ends and you begin.
No cross-breeze here, no wandering air,
but a southerly roar, straight from the deep,
a salt-heavy ghost that has travelled a thousand miles,
just to find me standing here, breathless.
It is the directness of you,
no games, no shelter, just the beautiful,
burning force of your presence striking my chest.



And beneath my boots, the percussion of the tide.
A rhythmic thundering against the shelf,
where the green-black water shatters into white fire,
against the ancient, unyielding stone.
You are the wave that does not ask permission,
The pulse that echoes in the hollows of my heart,
breaking the silence until I am nothing but
the sound of the sea and the heat of the gale.



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