Run to the Water’s Edge – a poem by Rupert Loydell

Run to the Water’s Edge

All the noise in the world
is something I have said.

I can mumble about indiscretion,
try to blame it on somebody else,

but the fact is (short version)
my underwater song is not

sufficient as atonement.
Let me kneel before you,

breathe in and breathe out.
At least you touched my face.

© Rupert M Loydell


Rupert Loydell is a writer, editor and abstract artist. His many books of poetry include Dear Mary (Shearsman, 2017) and The Return of the Man Who Has Everything (Shearsman 2015); and he has edited anthologies such as Yesterday’s Music Today (co-edited with Mike Ferguson, Knives Forks and Spoons Press 2014), and Troubles Swapped for Something Fresh: manifestos and unmanifestos (Salt, 2010).

Leave a Comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s