"sealand" poems
I saw an old man crying at
the precipice of his sanity,
ten stories above the sea,
and the world at his feet, a helo-deck:
a principality that had the worn out lay of home.
So trivialized.
So fantasized.
So immobilized.
Transmitting pirate-radio-waves eternally.
Seized the tower.
Hoisted the flag.
Crowned the queen.
"I've no blood right, only a passport," he said. "But do have the right mindset: I can't leave, we're so dangerous. Don't be a stranger now, we'll never be this dangerous again..."
Nov 22, 2022
Nov 22, 2022 at 5:45 PM UTC
Blinded because of the sea
surrounded by some beach trees
looking deep inside I could see
some mermaids staring at me
''Oh my dear what do you desire?''
a love that could light up a fire
that will resist the strongest storm
and still keep me warm
One of them grabbed me by the hand
''not even in the farthest sealand
you will find a love that could stand
and you probably will never understand''
As she told me that
the sun began to rise
but luckily I wasn't sad
because I truly believe
my mermaid is out there
somewhere.
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 1:28 PM UTC