August 16, 1978, Blue Mountain Beach
Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves
You will not remember that day, that feeling of morning when we were held one to the other my laughter
We slept within the same sphere captured happily under morning’s dew. As children
Children swing north to south on grey rusted chains - red to them. Seasons move,
I left today or did I? I kept telling myself that I was going home so I could be alone
I have searched and searched for someone... I’d buy roses just like my father bought my mother
The rain is like an old love song. It’s been with me many times before, to call me to sleep
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
So many lost among battlefields and blood spills Letters written and never sent.
You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness
Living without you On a love restricted diet Starving in the shadows Turning I saw your face on the wa…
If the sands of time that I have spent in tears were poured on me I would be crushed in a single moment.
I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
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…