Waves crash like cars on the shore.
The surf sliding swiftly on soft sand,
Slowing greatly but never stopping.
Then rapidly receding again.
The crashing, thrashing sounds of waves
Used to echo in ears so hollow
Shaped like empty conch shells.
Hear the hushed, rushing sound of a blood-like ocean.
The creatures that live beneath
Water of confused hues, blue and green.
Tolerate visitors of all shapes and sizes
Who swim in their home, to a degree.
The ocean's meaning is deeper than the depths of me,
With a destiny predetermined by the moon.
I can not alter the nature of the ocean.
Just like the nature of the ocean should not alter me.
Walkin' on the edge of land
Gripping hold with weary hand
Staggering over I fall to stand
What do I see?
For the end of the road is near
And spitting out at the end of the pier
A land locked farmers fear
Of the unknown
The blue waters, rising sea
Began right where you can see
All the clearness after the foamy brine
Forming a line
To divide the truth of heart
You find you can not pull them apart
The end of land is where it starts
A blue monster
A restless breeze precedes
Slow rising torch
Tasting your words with coffee
inside a screen wrapped porch
So many things you mean to me
Like the grains of sand that skirt the sea
A parent’s love so true, always there…
Woven, wicker rocking chairs
Where seagulls soar high above the ocean’s roar
It always leaves us wanting more
But the time has come- and we each know
The hands of time point “time to go”
Then I feel that old, familiar tug
a suitcase full of memories and a “goodbye” hug
Our hearts will take it all in stride
Tears left behind on the falling tide
gmw summer of '16
written to my mother
Upon the rocks I sit. Moonlight dancing on my skin. The roaring sound of peace exist as you rush to the edges and splash the sand.
Solitude serenity peaceful with the rythms you play.
Not a single advance sounds the same as the grains of sand wash away.
I throw my sorrow into the foam drop my tears for you to carry home. Into that vast hole as others do.
Dear ocean I feel for you. The burdens you carry. So many. So few know.
I'd be lost without your foamy waves taking all my pain away.
Nashoba 2013 copyrighted.
You are the ocean
I am the beach,
Your every motion
Welcomed, I beseech!
You've drawn back,
By yards and yards,
A tsunami attack
Must be on the cards?
Bring in the high tide!
Wash into my blood,
Like ancient gods defied;
Send me the flood!
Crash onto my shores,
Tumult into me,
Engulf with mighty roar
You lovely, angry sea!
You have my devotion,
But you must reach!
For you are the ocean,
I, merely beach.
How she sweeps me away
Left gasping for breath
Caught in a tidal of emotion
So reluctantly beached
Surrounded by nothing but her
If only I could return home
I've lost myself at sea again
Here I sit to scribble in the sand
If only I knew how to swim
Maybe then I could go home again
My head is red
My eyes have pain
I've been drinking rum from dusk till dawn
Will I wake up in the morning?
The sky exploded in a blinding light
Stopping what would have become a fight.
A man I'd known from a time back when
Shook his head when he downed number 10.
Away, away, away we go.
Where will we end up?
We'll cross the seas
And collect our fees
Singing all the way through
Drinking our rum and having our fun while singing a dancing tune.
We'll dance a jig
And take a swig
Surrounded by jewels and rum.
Away, away, away we go
Where will we end up?
But away, away, away we go
Drinking our rum and having our fun.
Where will we end up?
Not even we know.
I want to plunge myself into the oceans of your love.
Dive straight down; my hands cutting the edge of oblivion, it blubbles over my body as i shoot further; as i aim to go farther; i push my self to go father.
And when i slow and the force feom my jump stalls out i flale my arms and legs.
I dig in your ocean; determined to reach the bottom. The dark water just gets colder and my eara pop from the pressure but i dont stop; i release air slowly from my lungs as they cramp but i dont stop; i clinch my eyes tighter and spring them open in hopes to unblur my vision but i dont stop.
I want to drown myself in this vast sea of your love and let it comsume me.
As i inch closer and closer to the bottom i can feel the life in me tug; i let it keep tugging because i know its not enough to make me stop.
I reach out with my fingers stretched so hard the knuckles are white and finally i palm the sandy floor. The grity ground is miraculous; i cannot fathom its beauty.
To have reached the core of you i no longer feel cold; i no longer feel the pressure ringing in my ears; i no longer feel the throbbing inf my lungs.
Vision tunnels and i sink into the blackness of your love. I let it in. I let it engulf me. I welcome it to. It floods into me and becomes me.
I am your love. I just had to fight to see it.
Oh weary traveler upon the hill
The ocean calls you to be still
Hear my voice and come to me
The deepest darkest bluest sea
So spread your arms
And dive within
And you will meet your long lost kin
For though I go on endlessly
You may not have met me
And though you know you are of the sea
Some are so much closer to me
The waters wait for your embrace
And I will open up the gates
For though you are so close to me
I am only the deep blue sea
So kick your tail and dive within
And you will meet your dying kin
While men on land do poison me
I am still the deep blue sea
And while my fish and whales die
You and I remain alive
For nothing but the hottest sun
Can burn away the ocean
And even if you die with me
And land will reclaim you eventually
But I am still the deep blue sea