DEAD are these fathom of times by change; lies
of not tongue but heart, nay, soul as dead coral made
as now ocean die and her pearls wilt and destroyed
by poison of mankind.
All fades by that terrible hand called Mankind.
As doth suffer the sea-change
uncoiled and spoiled by rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs SCREAM in tumultuous toil
LISTEN! HEAR WORLD — DEATH!”
:: 09.15.2021 ::
Love oh Love!
My stern of truth!
This ship has wrecked and all racks
bleeding ocean waters!
Although port is in sight death more so.
Townspeople scream, bells a ‘ringing
but already our sailor’s eyes hollowed.
Yeah. Way down last night below the hull:
we sang: “stand up and be counted!
for what we are about to receive!”
the decks clean and sails pristine.
How dearly; the clean drops of red
where upon the deck my Captain lies,
fallen cold and dead –> So stand up
and be counted for what we are about
to receive and hail to the good times
cause like life good times leave.
For all sailors upon waves within
distance waters we salute you.
We salute you.
But with undying fire exult o’ shores!
ring O’ bells! And first mate: walk
the deck my Captain lies fallen
cold and dead!
:: 08.13.2021 ::
like the never-knew mind!
By motion that bigLarge
something which life could
And these Oceans!
all emotion by
:: 05-11-2015 ::