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Thomas Harvey May 12
The moon, the stars, all seem so far
The lakes, the sea, all call to me
How could it be, how could it be so bizarre
Where is it, where is it I long to be

For I could sail the seven seas
And all would end in misery
I could walk a thousand miles
And never get to see your smile

The birds, the trees, all seem so calming
The air, the wind, all fly around me
How can I, how can I keep from falling
In the abyss that I see

For I could roam the earth
Without a doubt in mind
Knowing that I know what your worth
And so, I could live being blind

The moon, the stars, all seem so far
The lakes, the sea, all call to me
How could it be, how could it be so bizarre
For where, where is it I long to be
Thomas Harvey May 12
Why, why am I so obsessed?
Obsessed with the sea and sky
Is it because I feel blessed
Or do I wish I could fly

Fly away from all my troubles
The little that there is
Could I ever be that humble
I guess it’s better living in ignorance bliss

Is it delusional to dream as such
Wishing for something to happen
Even I can see myself blush
If only I were a ship’s captain

Sailing the seas; living free
Certainly, I should grow tired
Yet I would sail until her eyes were in front of me
And she’ll know that love does not expire

It sounds so easy in my head
Maybe it’s time I played the cards I was dealt
The sun going away, doesn’t meant there’s anything to dread
The sunset is pleasant, but there’s nothing more resplendent than herself
Thomas Harvey May 12
May
I open my eyes but am blind to the sea
My ears are filled with myths
For no creature could lurk in the abyss
Perhaps I should have paid the fee

The air is denser than it was yesterday
The sun is refusing to shine
And the lonely sea continues to whine
Six more nights till I see May

I try to sleep at day
To be prepared during nightfall
That’s when I hear him call
Five more nights till I see may

I’m getting closer I think
Based on my supply of food
It’s not lot looking to good
One more night, I say on the brink

He waited for me to reach the bay
Where he rose larger than the sun
There I knew I was done
Here I almost made it to May
Perhaps I have gotten lucky twice
It’s hard to imagine so
But I’m sure of it, it’s something I know
The same kind of luck like the roll of a dice

The first was knowing you
Of all the places I could have been
Of all the towns I could have wound up in
That was the first of many clues

The second was to love you
Who would have thought that of us
To think if I’d never got on that bus
All my days may have been blue

So perhaps I have gotten lucky twice
It’s hard to imagine so
But I’m sure of it, it’s something I know
The same kind of luck, like the roll of a dice
How foolish is it to leave fate
To leave fate in the hands of luck
How could I help being so moonstruck
It does carry a great weight

I bet it all on a coin toss
Heads I tell you; tails I do not
Either way it was worth a shot
Sooner or later, I would get my point across

Although the answer was never important
It was the look you gave after
Like you were falling from the rafters
But we both knew this would be inadvertent

So, I told you, hoping it wouldn’t be to no avail
It’s funny how a coin toss can decide your fate
And almost make you miss something great
As I put the coin away, knowing it landed on tails
You’re like a blinking light
That glimmers throughout the dead of the night
An unfamiliar sound that calls
Yet a soothing noise, like those of the great falls

I seek to wonder where you hide
Though countless men have tried before me
Many too; fallen a drift at sea
Maybe apart of living, is to live after you died

If you would have asked years ago
I would have joined you in any place
But now the world seems like an unfamiliar face
So, I continue on in the cold dusty snow

For if I was ever wrong to you
I hope you can understand
It takes much more than hope to raise a man
And I hope you find the strength to continue as we do

Someday, I may become you’re guiding light
One the glimmers through the dead of the night
Or an unfamiliar sound that calls
That’s as soothing as those of the Great Fall’s
How did she do it
I ask myself nearly everyday
For how could I ever fit
In any word she could say

How could she a stranger
Enter my life with no warning
Even so, could I not see the danger
Of seeing her face every morning

I get this pit in the bottom of my stomach
I have trouble concentrating
Is it just dumb luck
Or is there something hidden, that’s captivating

For someone like me, not worthy
Or someone like her, who deserves better
Is this proof of mercy
But I can’t stay, so I’ll leave her this letter
A charred smell of hickory nuts fills the air
I take a step out to clear my head
As I begin to walk, I can’t help but dare
Dare myself to make it through this winter dread

My steps become less and less
For the snow has reached my knees
Yet I continue on, but I must confess
I did stop for a break by the trees

I whistle a tune, as I watch the moon stop hiding
The air is colder and white specks fall on my clothes
But I find it all ever so delighting
For there’s no better place to find a winter’s rose

As I make my way back, I see a light
It shines through the window
I enter with a rose of white
To see her smile, as pretty as a rainbow
There in the grass fields she lays
Soaking in the orange ambience from the sky
How beautiful it is for a summer day
How clam it is to see the birds fly

No care in mind, no sight to seek
Just the gentle wind
A small kiss to her cheek
Just a reminder of when we were friends

As we move down to the shore
I see the color shift
It’s so dark, but she shines at her core
I become distracted, I become adrift

How could I be ever so lucky
To catch the sun and bring it with
For with her who needs luck
Tell me, tell me is it a myth?
Your wish for me
I wish to be

Your undeniable wit
I hope to fit

Your blinding glow
I yearn to know

Your reasons in my mind
I tried to find

Your heart never did mend
I failed you in the end
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