You're across
An ocean swell
You're across
A boat's plough crushing
Waves down down
You're beyond
An island crowned in orange cloud
Seagulls busy dancing tangos
On the greasy wind.
You're way past
The strokes of spits of sand saliva
Of palm trees clapping coconuts
Making feigned horsehoove beats
To bring the waves a shouting match.
Roars clean the salty, dry air.
You've passed,
The shallow castles
Of whale dens,
Keeping ships in new homes
Wooden kin with keels and ribs
Flies and jibs.
You're not here, that's for sure,
But,
I feel you,
Maybe somehow.
I do.
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
You're across
An ocean swell
You're across
A boat's plough crushing
Waves down down
You're beyond
An island crowned in orange cloud
Seagulls busy dancing tangos
On the greasy wind.
You're way past
The strokes of spits of sand saliva
Of palm trees clapping coconuts
Making feigned horsehoove beats
To bring the waves a shouting match.
Roars clean the salty, dry air.
You've passed,
The shallow castles
Of whale dens,
Keeping ships in new homes
Wooden kin with keels and ribs
Flies and jibs.
You're not here, that's for sure,
But,
I feel you,
Maybe somehow.
I do.
