Thursday, November 1, 2012

Lay for Wed


Here lies the dead
On the canape they read
Their lives are in ruins
But you never said.

It's a turn for the taking
And one shouldn't be waking
Those on the hill
Quiet, unable and still.

Here lay the dead
Their poetry so read
Their lives are in bones
Just like you in bed.

Sea Side for Days


On a wave
I can repent
On an ocean wave
I can be looking for shore

Through a periscope
And I can dive
Precipice down
Urchins in search

On a wave
On a big water bay
You are there peaceful
And I'm far out to sea

Sailing for winds
And I can dive
When the land has no shelter
Behind all the water is a push