Relaxed Insecurity Poem by Shaun McGurgan

Dipping toes into the dam
dipping toes into the dam
dipping toes into the dam
dipping toes into the dam
An exhibition in finality
A wide world
A faulty scam
poor treatment of a close relative
not emotionally
more like a lapsed friend really
and heaven only knows the truth
when such interactions come to head.

Worlds and words interact, coalesce
coincide.
Interactions fade to blue
or some other shade of sky.
And faith in what is thought
to be real can be a dodgy thing.
Yet we are all guilty of it
once in a while.

I tried to move on
but the divide followed
oh, how it flowed
like a scythe through a forest
of interlocking witchery
and things
of words woven twisted and tied
of memories bound tightly to my side.

Bound in knots that scattered seed
of a wholesome flavour
tasted by many beings
that gave off pleasant twangs and
let us sweep over our soul,
brush it up like new.
As shiny as a lamp-post
covered in Sandringham dew.

A force that twisted raindrops
which settled on my wings
at the time I was close to take off,
when I was learning secret things.

I was testing waters
still but very deep
where once I swam in currents
that wouldn't let me sleep
and took me through to oceans
over waterfall and shale
which sometimes carried me
with grace
and sometimes ripped my skin
right down to its very soul.
So my courage would fail.

In the oceans I swam for miles
in all directions free.
A three dimension exploration
all the offerings of a world
explored by all and none.

But in a while it's all just
flopping, drifting, turning
under clouded illusions that you
push your own steam
while really being forced by
destiny.