
These are our summer moments
Ones they’ll never take away
The heat warming our souls
Waves of memories to close the day
Clinging to the last hours of sun
Knowing they’ll become finite
When all we really have is us
Slow dancing into the night
These are our summer moments
Ones they’ll never take away
The heat warming our souls
Waves of memories to close the day
Clinging to the last hours of sun
Knowing they’ll become finite
When all we really have is us
Slow dancing into the night
Sitting here at the end of the world
Running my fingers through the sand
Watching the weight of the waves
Finally time is a theory I can understand
Stripped down without societal guilt
Seeking answers down along the shore
Confused it took me all these years
Yet, that doesn’t mean there isn’t still more
Love’s ledger left tossed to the side
Margins filled by unintelligible marks
Homesick & heartbroken again
Counting constellations in the dark
Open waves rippling silently forever
A strenuous walk upon the tightrope
Each step as precious as the last
Moonlight providing a glimmer of hope
Poseurs, pacifists & poets reek
Sitting high on a lifeguard shack
Nighttime cloaked down upon us
Words in darkness never taken back
Ocean waves break the silence tonight
Only our thoughts to be heard otherwise
Isolation not what you thought it’d be
Tearing out your incessant broken eyes
Midnight sounds to be held on tight
A swim where you can never return
A fatigue to be felt deep down
Love exposed to moonlight will forever burn
The sand
Abrasive on my toes
The sun beating down
Peeling skin upon my nose
But I’m lucky
I live by the beach
They only can dream
The waves within my reach
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
Image by David Mark from Pixabay
I once had a chicken that went meow
I need to go I need to get out now
They’re after me, you must understand
Please help me, gimme a hand
I’m constantly having to watch my back
To keep them from giving me the smack
Soon I’ll be taking flight
I’ll be gone before the night
The moon still shines in the day
It’s part of their sinister plan
When they get me, I’ll say
Who’s you, man?!
Sun, beaches & waves
To save yourself, you must be brave
I must not make a sound
Or else I’ll be found
They’ll torture me till I’m blue
I’ll cry & scream out for you
Would you come rescue me
Would you come set me free
My childhood comes wanting to play
How long till oppression they will ban
Soon my mind will stray
& I’ll say, who’s you, man?!
Circa 2000
(An old poem that reminds me how simple life once was)