WRECKAGE, AFTER THE REVERIE

  Restless morning after night’s twist. From day we’d split like shadows Into the swallow of darkness But dreams are billowy breaths That toss ships under sheets Of stormy seas and we- single sleepers Under the blindness, washing up And through time and buried thought. Restless morning after night’s twist. Lip trembles at dream’s touch […]

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WHEN IT WAS THE TIME FOR GROWING OUT

  We took the train, one day, a Sunday that a photograph suggests was set in summer, I remember how the wind wound whimsically round the wilderness of our youth as we watched waves crash currents upon crushed cliff as we came closer to watch those tides slip out further, pulling from us the laughter […]

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TIME ON THE TIDES, PART 10; CREEPING ON THE CURRENT

  Seep, seep, slowly shifting, sea skirts shore, holy water washing in, anointing, bless us, blessed, in warm and wanted waves that widen as we watch, as we welcome, unaware of being too welcome. Seep, sweep, seduce the shore into submissive before you break the kiss off and beat the beach with your creep, creep, […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE, PART 9; TRUSTING TIME

  We slip and slide like grains of sand that the sea seduces as time sweeps over us, combing us into compact companions that come apart after the sun shines and the warmth dries us up, how we hate the sand that slips between the cracks when we are parted from the shore and so […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE, PART 2; DRAWN TO THE DEEP

  In sweeping sprays the ceaseless sea is savage to the shore; bound and breathless, always and evermore. Living life on lucent lines that linger on longing but are lulled by the lullaby; that constant cord caressing the circle ever spinning by. Ardent amoureux are we all, ever eager to be eaten and drawn to […]

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HUNGER IS NOT A HARBOUR

  Running to all that is new, to all I have not yet seen, attracted to the covered corners the light can not carve comfort into… Running to all I don’t yet know, to all I have not yet called by name, haunted by the houses not yet home and the whispers not yet known… […]

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FLEETS OF TIME

  Touch tenderness such tenderness touch time such fleeting time tender the time we take to touch we touch so tenderly through fleeting time through fleets of time like sailing ships caressing seas amid serenity amid storms such storms stay the storms time will teach us what we can weather whether the waves will wash […]

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CATCH THE KISSES

  Catch cotton kisses blowing briefly over bodies on beds, on beaches basking, baking. Catch kisses cuddled in cotton sheets freshly laid kisses caressing carefully closed curtains.  Kisses cuddled on sandy beaches as tides tick through time, tickling time with waves washing over us. Clean, crisp cotton kisses, candy kisses, too delicious to last too […]

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PAIRED IN PARADISE

We walk on soothing sands in far flung foreign lands that sweep seductions  over sky and sea, we see, in loving hands, golden wedding bands, no tighter knot any sailor ever made, we walk on beaches of borders blue, better blues than any blue has ever been, a better bond than any eyes have ever seen, […]

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ALL THAT REMAINS

I walked to you today Along the rocky shore As the winds roared And the rain fell, Soft upon my face. I walked to you today In hiking boots And specs of snow, Though hills and dales And pools of tide. I walked to you today To where you stood, To the cliff you’ve claimed, […]

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