Children swing north to south on grey rusted chains - red to them. Seasons move,
Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves
As I sit and watch the moonlight vibrate on the horizon tossed from wave to wave a tear drops down my cheek.
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
I left today or did I? I kept telling myself that I was going home so I could be alone
Sitting on silent drift the ocean beside me. Wrestling waters paint the shore as the brush
Come with me and I will paddle us across the south side of heaven. I’ll spread out a handful of stars
Religion makes devils of us all. Pain puts things into perspective. “In the beginning...” we asked our… “Who we are, where we are and why… and we invented gods.
At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,
If the sands of time that I have spent in tears were poured on me I would be crushed in a single moment.
Living without you On a love restricted diet Starving in the shadows Turning I saw your face on the wa…
I wish you were like the shells I’ve collected through the years. I know they can’t wash away anymore
I was a sailor of broken ships Eternally lost to the sea until one day in November I was washed on a vacant shore And buried in the secret of the sa…
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.
