"seawards" poems
hard edges
relentlessly slicing my soul
rending to tatters if allowed
forever protecting
constantly repairing
I gaze seawards, skywards
to vistas beyond vision
worlds with no hard edges
expanses where souls dance
to the lullaby of love
borderless
beyond time and space
leave me there
Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 3:42 PM UTC
(1)
We are growing old they tell us,
every year.
We are more alone they tell us,
every year.
We can win no new affection,
we have only recollection.
Deeper sorrows and dejection,
every year.
(2)
There comes new cares and sorrows,
every year.
Darker days and darker morrows,
every year.
The ghosts of dear love haunts us,
The ghosts of changed friends haunt us,
And disappointments daunt us,
every year.
(3)
Too true, life's shores are shifting,
And we, are seawards drifting,
every year.
The living more forget us,
there are fewer to regret us,
every year.
But the truer life grows nearer,
And the morning star climbs higher,
every year.
(4)
Earth's hold on us grows slighter,
and the heavy burden lighter,
and the dawn immortal brighter,
every year.
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 6:11 AM UTC