I belong to the sea

I cling for life to the sinking ship
as the sea envelopes its sail
the current takes away my grip
the forces of nature prevail
having no will to swim, I drift
stroking against currents tow
barely closing any gap of the rift
between self and boat I know

Seemingly so out of reach
my limbs tire and give
my form headed for the beach
my heart in sea must live
never content to sit on shore
my toes dig into the sand
my salted body meant for more
cannot give all to dry land

All feelings felt by the sea
wet warmth fills every crease
chill wind evaporates from me
and no power I have to cease
shadows from the clouds roll by
covering only one
I sit and sink and stare at sky
colrful in setting sun

Still I sit and sink and stare
unsquinting as it rise
Thinking of my boat's repair
wondering how it lies
Like me is it ripped and torn?
Like me is it lost?
Burried in sand does it mourn
our parting which current tossed

The stormy skies with hidden stars
Throw lightning to the wave
The watered eyes with hidden scars
Throw lovers to the grave
Even as the wind declares
we would to no avail
even as love despairs
the trip is worth the sail

I tried to sail away from me
On other bodies I came
sank like rock into non-sea
they tasted not the same
Pool and puddle, river, lake
cannot replace marine
my ocean's white at point of break
only will wash me clean

Searched I far and searched I wide
For other ships to board
Casting my lines to other tides
Many waters offered to ford
But no false sea chased 'way my cold
I, waiting, bated breath, to learn
No others cargo my helm could hold
Full of forsaken promises, to beach I return

The itch to scratch I am so tempt'
of sand stuck to my skin
seaweed mangled hair unkempt
war-crying I run and dive in
How good it felt to be returned
the cold pain of slapping waves
leave me powerlessly upturned
mind lost of better days

The undertow sucks me in
Submerse me in the ocean
just as quickly waves push again
expell me from emotion
Outside forces outweigh my might
Only mind is free
Yet I have come to fight
For I belong to the sea

untitled again

It's starting to show
how little I know
about love and it's ways
The world's gentle turn
leaves no concern
for anyone out side of their own view

It gets so cloudy
my visions not lonely
They make me so tired
and I keep them awake past their bedtimes
They usually don’t mind
but no one stays awake forever

When will I learn self control
under influence of alcohol
Was that really what I needed
Do they want to know
what makes me tick and so
on and so forth coming

That one wants nothing
or something or everything
His lips too far away to reveal
the secret it's killing
me and I’m willing
to succumb to its power

Does this one know me
His eyes only see
my body and its actions
and that one contradicts
Oh how many licks
does it take

the moor

Twilight's empty shadows blend
their faces with sacred wind
as voiceless whispers in the gale
make want of warmth in moonlit pale
For shutters locked against them here
the bricks and mortar breeding fear
While bedded children shake at core
I go out walking on the moor
Past streetlamps glow on cobblestone
fated to go on alone
striding bounds but taking care
to pay respect to growings there
Though heavy tread my boot hath laid
unrest no mushroom, grassy blade
Without a stick I climb the steep
draw shallow breaths to fill up deep
my chest with quench of bodily need
withholding want until it bleed
the fog engulfs the wood like flame
cold perks my hairs marked untame
for'ere I wander through the night
'til glimpse of comfort, hopeful light