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Beach Notes

12/2/2017

 
Beach Notes
 
The languages are fading.
I can borrow them for a time
When traveling
But when the land becomes a memory
So does the song.
          --
I am disappointed when I forget.
I am sad when I remember.
I am content when I am here.
          --
Sometimes you can see the storm coming.
Sometimes it rises abruptly from within,
The tempestuous grief of heartsongs
Never fully sung.
          --
The clouds come and go
Like the gods
Whose tears I welcome but
Never collect
Unless my life depends on it.
          --
I will have one more day here on earth
If you please.
If I please.
           --
Dead stars
                   Gleam through.
 
Songs free
                    Stray here.
 
Dawn fires
                    Burn callow dreams.
          --
Far along and introspective
I deliquesce
In roving mists of
Memory and returning.
 
Peerless storms scatter
The meaning for which
I haplessly
Hopelessly yearn.
          --
I cannot be broken by darkness.
I cannot be mended with light.

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