I found a place for me
it feels so free and deep
underneath the sea
I found a place to sleep

washing over my body
waves of cleansing grace
briny hands carry me away
I won't leave a trace

caught in the undertow
my body is yours to keep
within the ebb and flow
I found a place to sleep

MERRY CHRISTMAS
Season’s Greetings, to my family
My fellow poets and all my friends
Let’s each do, one simple kindness
Before, this Festive Season ends
BOEMS BY JA 483          

I'm signing off till next year. Best wishes to you all. Hope Santa brings every one what they were  wishing for.

who paved the way that we feign?
we face the days and smile in pain
please take away this stain retained
we need to break these chains we claim
facing a hell in heaven's name
let us stay within a grace maintained
we know we won't face this pain in vain
we put our faith in a weightless reign

Yesterday, all things were dark
Like burning candles in the dusk.
Hibiscus, pear, and witches brew
And dragon's blood caught in the musk

Notions now, seemed **** then
And stealing out into the dark
I dreamt I was the highway man
After my Bess's fickle heart.

The moon above; cycloptic eye
Watched reverently as I crept
Across the mud and bracken path
Where willow trees once stooped and wept.

The musician crickets, with violin legs
Stroked their notes under the sky
And chirping peepers, peeking out
Sang louder in their sweet reply.

A long forgotten hidden grove
That bore the markers of the dead
Was where, for peace, I stopped to roam
Over the grass, to clear my head.

And there- amongst the silent mass,
Who find repose under the land-
I listened to their noiseless words
The silence, which I understand.