Like Driftwood

by

Robin McNamara

Storm-swept waves salt
my already tortured tongue.

The sea breeze sprays
salt water across my face;

Baptising my forehead.

I drift upon rolling restless seas.
Rising tides sway my soul;

Across the ocean.

Cast off like:
driftwood.

Robin McNamara is an Irish poet, born near a fishing village by the Atlantic Ocean. Now he is a city dweller with poetry published worldwide and a regular contributor to Poetry Ireland’s poetry prompts. University College Dublin (UCD) have archived his pandemic poetry.