Finding the energy to jump up To start the day in the sunshine Collecting smiles from fresh faces & always returning to the love that’s mine
Pouring another coffee to revive my soul The blacker the better; deeper than the sea Knowing secrets which youth will always deny That happiness is real & it’s forever free
Nonsense & miscalculations they always spew For they see glitter & everything they never tried But experience will tell you simple is better & anything worth fighting for is kept on the inside
Sorry, but I can’t stay here any longer
It’s once again time to return to the sea
Home aboard that damned iron boat
Sold my soul, so now I’m no longer free
There’s magic in knowing the soul you cannot live without Is more precious than anything in front of you The inability to cease from a scream or shout
The seas have parted Allowing visions to reach us within earshot You can only see the beauty of a cherished soul Neither are we perfect, but we’re all we’ve got
Translucence when we slumber Taken away to the shores of our dreams The impossible comfort of paradise Allowing for beliefs to be more than they seem
Oh, where does our journey end Or begin, as it so often might seem Futile attempts to erase the past The unknown details of our dreams
The open road panders to a false escape The mere opportunity to rewrite a sojourn Jesus perambulating with Uncle Walt Debating the path; perchance to learn
Shaky prospects in apportioned time Manifest destiny teases Ginsburg & Kerouac Further roads leading to ornate wisdom & we keep it concealed out in the back
Thoreau mocking society with his solitude Knowing alone is the greatest we could ever be Thoughts come to us in gentle waves That perhaps our visions should become the sea
A reinterpretation of westward expansion Route 66 cross-contaminating Highway 61 All roads have never led us home Emily tempting Death with her life left undone
The growing wisdom of our consumed space Emerson’s penning pre-revolutionary blues Introducing our souls to unrefined grace The Good Lord providing Her unfiltered muse
Feeble humanity; lost across the tracks Original sin that we’ve taken on the chin Sifting thought; we might be welcomed again But knock off the Devil’s dust before you come in
By day, you’re out fighting wars Wherever politicians decide you need to roam Diplomacy by air, land & sea & the lucky ones get to return home
But your training doesn’t include this Unsure how exactly to be a regular guy Babies & tiaras & unicorns bebopping around How to explain a child’s smile can make you cry
Bluer than words allow
God’s great oceans set free
Not to be contained
You cannot own the sea
Technological advances
Now seem so moot
Driftwood without direction
A sailor has no roots
Hanging with beach bums & bashful babes Swimming in the surf on late Spring days Colorful flavors poured gently over ice Skin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays
I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sand Though she revealed herself to be a Siren Coaxing & teasing me with her demure allure Whispering that I might be a modern Lord Byron
Uncomfortable with compliments of any sort I quietly pull out my pen to jot down an ode Her eyes grow wide, then a smirk & a wink Simultaneously my mind, heart & loins explode
I’m trying to find the rhythm to life
The way for our souls to feel fresh & free
Purging the endless stress & strife
Standing open in the sunshine, just you & me
I’m trying to find more substance in life
While being cleansed by the Lord’s cool sea
Forever embracing my beloved, beautiful wife
Together; is the only place I’ll ever want to be
Wading through seawater in your dress Clinging to your delicious curves Exposing the universe to me Standing at attention; all my nerves
You’re the anomaly of this world Virtue & flexibility of our seams Wrap your legs around my mind Allow me the most sensuous dreams
Never to rejoin this delinquent society Let me lead you with hands on your hips To paradise removed from their hate With nothing but flirtation on your lips
Gimme sass with a shake of that ass Raising toasts to love in a crystal chalice Our passion overflows conventional wisdom Since I’m directed by the sapience of my phallus
I promise to hold you close all our days & to occasionally provide your kind of cuddle But I’ll always do that thing you like so well The one that never fails to leave you in a puddle
Lost in a deteriorating moment What more can we do to be free Close our eyes to the darkness Tiptoeing quietly, down to the sea Searching franticly for the answer But the obvious truth is often a ghost False memories are unruly traipses Inclinations leading me, down the coast Is there a way to be clean again To bathe in the ocean’s gentle roar Hope against hope; possibly a way To find sunshine that might restore
Down by where the river meets the sea
If you go missing me, that’s where I’ll be
Kicking stones, pondering this existence
The sun rises yet again at love’s insistence
A naked woman upon the figurehead Standing proud in the breeze Calling to the Sirens & wenches Knowing the truth of these seas Her beauty remaining firm & intact The ship around her orange with rust The sailors with splinters in their palms For she has a wooden bust
These stories are figments of hope
Simple words from a mind of an everyday man
These theatrics of an unknown sort
Living through each day without scope or plan
Journey to the water’s edge to find a salve
To bathe our souls in God’s great sea
I’m not close to your idea of perfection
But I’m forgiven; a better concept to be
I saw her through the glittering sun Perched high upon the lifeguard stand Perfectly sculpted under bright sky Knees weak, tripping in the soft sand The gulls echoing a distant cry Dreams of love & what could be The salt air marinating upon our skin I’ve lost my heart here upon the sea
Riding out these rough seas
Trying to shield our shipwrecked daughters
Storms moving in on us rather quickly
Feeling hell’s heat & it’s only getting hotter
From port to port, not knowing where to go
Living free & clear is the only way to live
Every day out on this cleansing ocean
I pray to the Lord, in the chance He might forgive
Don’t tell me how’s its gonna be When you’ve never been I’ve seen the angry sea You’re not among the salty men Don’t act like you have a clue Clinging to the dirt You’ve never seen a color that blue Never felt your soul cringe & hurt You’re looking for easy praise Don’t want to be a weathered cog Riding waves on endless days You’re still crisp; a mere pollywog
Taking me back California nights long ago Palm lined beaches The prettiest I know Youthful charm & bravado Flirting down by the sea I’m taken back these days By the sounds of Social D
Ran out of highways
So I took to the sea
Rejecting society
Not for them to decree
It’s lonely out here
Writing by starlight
Don’t have the answers
But I know what’s right
Floating amongst the blue My bones drying in the heat I’m still thinking about you Relaxation, such a novel treat Life cherished in these days Not the change you wanted to see Time ignored in many ways I am sorry, for I am still only me
Taking me back
California nights long ago
Palm lined beaches
The prettiest I know
Youthful charm & bravado
Flirting down by the sea
I’m taken back these days
By the sounds of Social D
Crisp ocean force winds
Captain Q 