Though I turn and I twist
And try to resist
The persistence of
Memories

Of her, I cannot
They are part of me
And know
Where to find me

There is no shelter
From yourself
So be careful
Because todays joys
Can become, tomorrows
Woes

Tormenting you
Worming thir way into
Your diluted present

The past is no friend
It is a sea of pain
Waiting to swallow
Though who linger
On its black rocks
to try to recapture
Lost love.

My Heart is like a leaded stone
Thrown into a murky pool
Where anenomies and catfish
Slither in a salty dance
Driven by the Sea's wash
From above far away
Comes the sound
Of a piano, or such
Made heavy by waters' weight
I try to listen but can no
Longer remember melody
Or light
Just deep wet darkness
And eels as they wind
Through mud
My heart is like a leaded stone
Cast into a murky pool

beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet

for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind

sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme

write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say

beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display

To the east
To the sundered east
Of the deserted Isle
Their lies a wrack
black timbered bones
Scold clinging clams
That harbour there
In the Wrack of the Isle
As she lies down

They say
In hushed wispers
it happened
Many years ago
Men died
Or so they say
But now, no one really knows
It's all been forgotten now
Through foggy years of
Sun and Snow
And dirth the man
Who can name her

The wrack rises
To the waters
To greet the
High airs above
The darlking deep beneath
Where once there was a love
Who can say, now
When looking at the wrack
In its black longingness
That once, it was a brightened
Vessel, fine and new
Filled with laughter
And simple joys

They dive there sometimes
When the tides allow
But divers have to be wary
It's dangerous near
Wrack waters, so easy
To be pulled down and
Within, you go
And once in her shell
The air can not sustain
You, for it is
Not for breathing
Creatures

Remember the shore
They tell
The newcomers
You must remember
Where it is
To the west you
Must go, and so on....
But carefully,
The wrack will
Call at you
Softly, and slow
Breathing liquid fumes
That fill the lungs
And crush the ribs

I swam round her once
It was a heady -
Experience, all shoreline
Was forgotten
I was lured by her
Cracked spars and
Speckled beams
So beautiful
Beneath a shining sea

But I learned there
That no man may
Swim the wrack
Forever, and not forget
Deep death there awaits
And lies down
With you
In a wet grave
So be forwarned
Before you swim
The wrack of the Isle
To the East
The sundered East.