#238. north sea

April 20, 2010

laughing you said
the earth
is liquid
but solid under foot
and you could
say that
the pineapple
sweetly bit
the spring
bluster backlights
the dogs in the surf sweet time
for you to say
that you needed to sit in the sand

#125. Brainsavers

December 28, 2009

i surf
the evermounting wave
each night
time traveling
until the dream
turns to dawn
and i awake
in the future.

#95. the human lullaby

November 28, 2009

the human lullaby

the sixth great extinction
is a wave
we ride on the arrogant surfboard
of our mastery of everything
and everyone
but ourselves

nighty night

Yesterday, I danced out with a bashful bride
at the shore of the burning sundown ocean
pacified at the core of the nebula
of quick tides.

golden bands converge
on the woman dancing
in the froth of the shore.

Her eyes hold
mine in divine spiral
locked in sea green
gaining depthful dark
visions where lurk
imagination’s creatures.

lines foam
and disappear
with surf roar and rime.

As she moves deep in my eyes
she drowns in the light
created by her for my delight.
She tastes my eyelids with her lips
and with a voice girl like and soft
calls them chocolate.

even I back up
as the sea involves
me.

Tomorrow I sleep with beauty
in a bed defined by us to be ours
if we want to ascend the spiral
embrace to a warm and salty sea.

as waves move us
I stride naked with the power
the woman gifts me.

Oh you salt-stained girl
hold me let us
taste the fortress of future
a feast of lovely
shells popping seaweeds
forever in our grasp
on a beach lit by the Endless.

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