Since we were five, We grew up each summer Island adventures lost tribes and forts. A girl in the wood/ a boy in a boat Every summer afternoon/ eight years and then soon: We loved each other, for the whole solstice through. I think of you at night- ran through the dawn Couldn't wait to hold hands /for you that I long My first kiss: one day before you joined me at thirteen.
I never met your family; I know your father is mean I pressed you to invite me, please to celebrate You looked so scared /I said I just stay for cake. But I arrived too early/ watched your father get drunk My beautiful boy didn't want me to see- his family is junk My love he grew crazy, and yelled at the man: The cake was ablaze/ his mother saw the screaming Her eyes began streaming and the man hit her only son.
I couldn't believe it; this couldn't be. Then my love ran, pushed me out of the way into our woods It started to rain; you lost me so easily- in the land of our youth The squall was beginning/my mom drove me home I snuck out at midnight/ saw your skiff far from shore You could not hear me, as I yelled from my porch And then you were gone: sailing the midnight into the storm: The boat washed up the next morning, but my boy was never found.
Beyond Seekers Bay Looking at the storm in the sky That will rage this night He is sailing the midnight To run from him Who will live in shame Cause he will never have another birthday Even though he is not a man I have to carry on Cause you'll never have another birthday Now who takes the blame Because you're gone
This poem is spoken word and was created to go with my husband Steven Ehrhardt's composition. It is inspired by a romance novel, that I have long forgotten the title. I would read romance novels out loud on our road trips to the Grand Tetons, which was where we honeymooned 29 years ago this May. Wish you could hear to the music, and there are a couple other verses that don't match as a whole poem.