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 ::
IF you cannot sleep you have to swim
across that Ocean of dreams
smoke and trip upon wet seaweed
taking your loved one to town
the seashell sings
but our human throats are too dry
but we can cry
we cannot sleep but a strange
feeling up from the depths of
the seas see — we can surely die
remind me of the throw down inside
the bone cave of all minds.
a beautiful ship should come soon;
sadsadsadsadsad so finally i lost
it so completely bleeding upon the
white sheets of my sails.
:: 10.07.2020 ::
Mellifluous are the songs of moon
lit lips pressing a maddened
heart as mine!
This largest night ate the orchards
and prismatic towns by the shores
where waves say goodbye torturing
women who have lost their sailors
on calmer nights.
Instead of life the sea has come
has come to take from me
all i have called normality
what most who love may dislike
what some who hate may balance
i n l i f e :
a severe disinclination
or tolerance for such as me!
so cold are some it feels as stings
from a polar bee!
:: 09-08-2018 ::
The waves are misty clapping
seas, lovvv–i—,ng some——
thing inside a roar |beating heart/
| Gogh once painted it
but decided on fields with
flowers and twirl-swirling
enough to make me cry
:: 07-19-2015 ::
MY LOVE mere words
are empty shells
shrewn across sand
such castings color
sounds of ocean within
Doubt not these words
though empty shells
My life-light fills
Shed such tender skin
oh fear betrays such life!
what you see – what not
but life of yours greater!
Silently sing whales
Sing to me breeze so-easy
lullaby breath tear so tender
blue speaks ivory tenor
caps of white dance-sizzle
seventh wave passion-swells
Beneath waves and flotsam
jetsome golden crystal