sailor
Buccaneer
Sea of black, what is it you hide?
Please tell me your secrets in me, please confide.
On deck of the ship, blue moon in the sky,
Into your heavy dark waves I peer and I pry.
You conceal many things, so pardon the brusque ,
I have some questions I would like to discuss
...thus...
I ask of you this mighty watery force,
reveal to me please these things in due course :
Tell me about how they were saved from the deluge,
In the Ark a family protected in refuge.
Or where lay the Isle of Greek titan Atlas.
A land consumed by your eternal cold blackness.
Share with me jewels and cursed pirate gold.
Spoils in your clutches you so preciously hold.
Of sunken ships and scattered bones.
Failed quests to glory forgotten kings thrones.
What monsters you hide in the dark of your deep?
Things of nightmare that make grown men wake from their sleep?
Reveal these things, so that I return a wealthier man,
Gold in pocket shilling in hand.
With magical tales of faraway places.
Lost secrets that lurk in your fathomless spaces.
At night these things to my children I'll tell,
And a love of adventure will be cast,
Like a spell.
Tides
A ship’s,
Sails float precariously,
In the wind.
The hollow of their shell,
Like caucasian tides,
Floating, Swimming,
Falling.
Their bloated, rotting flesh,
Fat with liquid like,
Drowned rats.
Sentenced,
As vermin,
To the depths of the sea.
The Sailor
They say the longer the waiting, the sweeter the kiss
But you know that I hate to leave you like this
I know that you need me, and you I will miss
But the longer the waiting, the sweeter the kiss
I have to go to become worthy of you
And I don’t know what else to do
But if you’ll wait for me, I think you will find
That fairytales happen, so never you mind
You look so beautiful, please don’t you cry
I will come back; now leaving is nigh
You have to let go of me now my dear
But I’ll come back before another year
Know that I kiss you every night
Sweet, loving dreams make life alright
Yes although you have to let me go
I’ll come straight back to your arms, I know
I’ll be waiting, and wishing till I see you, and then
I’ll hold you and never let go again
But I have to go, and soon you will see
A man where a boy used to be
Who’ll be able to take care of you for all of our days
And who’ll never leave you, together always.