Loss .....

                                                                               
Learning to listen

A singular boy

of wit and rare frailty

you move me with your

mystic poetry

on loan to us

in this harsh place

you stopped a-while

and gave such beauty

with your words, that wide,

tense smile

another Nick, Nick Drake

touched similar nerves

with lovely, wistful, tragic songs

and also stopped by briefly

to leave a special legacy

                                                          

and in the silence

when their songs are sung

we listen…

Like the erratic melody

of gales vibrating through a ship’s rigging;

an oceans thunder

each song sends echoes of a past

we hear the streets ring out

as each souls' song is heard                                                                       

and see Tall Ships sail beneath

a Northern Sky

by Meg Marsden

                                                                           

                             Dedicated to Nicholas Heiney’s memory (Libby Purves & Paul Heiney’s son)

"I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky."

Nick Drake lyrics

The silver sails sliced through the air
While twilight skies glowed with desire
But time's short course has dulled love's colours
And old visions are expiring
Visions are expiring

By Nicholas Heiney