For a Moment

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I thought I heard your name
Turning to look I saw the pipers race across the beach
Edge of the advancing surf
The choreographer in their daily ballet

Long sheets of liquid glass coat the shores
Revealing deep blue skies in the warming sands
A whole universe reflected at my feet
For moment I thought I saw you staring back at me

Morning walks on the beach
Are like the confessional of the senses
Long forgotten memories peak out cautiously
From their cool dark burrows in our minds

The odd wave crashes mightily near the shore
A vision of childhood awakens in the concision
The foamy smell of salty air unlocks a lifetime
I look up seeing playful figures form in the blowing spray

Rushing water erasing footprints
Toes sink into the quickening sand
Water teasing my ankles biting cold then a familiar coolness
For a moment I though I felt your hand in mine

Notice how time slows as we shuffle in the surf
Organic patterns and ripples form around me
Timeless art renewed with each new wave
Pictures in my mind shifted by the years

My mind wanders with my eyes along the horizon
Pelicans gliding effortless over the contours of the sea
An excited dog bolts out across the beach
Playful thoughts returning to the present

I sit below the dunes a broken reed at my feet
A collection of shells arranged in a smile at my side
Left undisturbed the beach will reclaim this spot
The same is true for memories of you

The Emptiness is My Art

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I struggle to make peace with you
Your bony withered hand
Clenched in a ball around my heart
Time drags on along quiet empty shores
Your faded dying skin
Wrapped like worn gauze around my bones
The warmth of feeling distant in my mind
Your wretched smile
Trapped in mirrors before me
My eyes blackened in the gray of living
Your stream of whispers
Silencing the music in my ears
Memories peeling off my papered walls
You tear my soul
Discarded shreds of life from colored pages
Beaten down a crawl at snails pace
You impeded my stride
Iron balls weighting mortal thoughts deep
The sands no match for your gale
Each grain etch and scars a constant reminder
A endless symphony of monotone chants
This is your destiny
This your tragic way
The torch of cold lifeless flame
Burns brighter each loveless day
I struggle to make peace with you
The emptiness is my art
Your charge to care for always
We are bound forever cold
My lost and lonely heart

Where the Sunrise

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Where there is courage to rise each day
The shadow of fear covers the path in darkness
Desire stands alone conscious in the obscure of night
Confidence the sacred jewel on a crown of hope

Where there is will

Where there is want of more each moment
The frozen grip of insecurity binds us in our place
Longing reins in the fears rooted in our minds
Strength the tireless companion standing at our side

Where there is courage

Where there is hunger for that outside our grasp
The walls of failure rise to obscure our way
Optimism casts its light on endless mazes
Determination an unstoppable force on the road of achievement

Where there is love

Where there is zest to live each waking moment
The pain of sadness cripples even the most able
Passion fuels the fire that warms our hearts
Love the the golden sunrise in the gift of life

in the silence

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a heart longing to beat
lungs searching for a breath of fresh air
arms acing to hold
a slow dance in a room with no music
dinner for one in a restaurant of many
wind blowing in hair unfelt.
the unopened box of chocolates on the counter
an empty glass of a pair
gray clouds in a clear blue sky
a single room apartment.
the lone chair in the window
remembering what is lost

a Whisper in the Silence.

Wreck of the s/v Evening Song

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Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
This is the sailing vessel Evening Song
Latitude 22°28’14.25″N
Longitude 154°51’9.77″W

Evening Song, Evening Song, Evening Song
This is the US Coast Guard
What is the nature of your distress?

Evening Song, Evening Song, Evening Song…

The harsh din of static fills the airwaves
Rush to service boats and helicopters launch
Always on standby
Always waiting
The job they love
The job they hate

A night rescue filled with peril
Neptune’s rage unleashed
An ocean of wind and blowing foam
Torn mountainous peaks of writhing waters
Black rain coating a blackened sky

6 souls
6 frineds
6 lovers
Alone in a torrent
Lost at sea

Spotlights strain to pierce the night
Nothing
Eyes struggle losing focus
Nothing
Radars piercing the angry gale
Nothing

Choppers on scene
Two in the air
A ship and three boats soon arrive to a watery grave
Waiting, looking, hoping
A long face peers out from the helm

20 hours maybe more
A search for life
A search for clues
No sign of the ill-fated
No word from the crew

The quieting storm reveals no clues
A search called off
Day three in the air
All vessels to port
Relatives’ blank stares

Alone on the beach
Sadly she stands
Daughter of the captain
Child of the sea
Her parents taken no goodbyes only tears

A voyage of discovery
A passage among frineds
To visit the islands and be with loved ones again
Sailing the ocean a call to the seas
Ended one night with the last Evening Song

Marks of Pain

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A stream of blood trickles down her face.
Unaware her bloodied finger smears the past across the keyboard
A Pause
A Flood of memories
Nervous habits hard to overcome
The long shadowy remnants of the past still digging new wounds
Maybe not consciously
But the fingers know
Unoccupied they dig and pull at the flesh
The bite of a thousand stings subtle scars on her flesh
Flesh abused by words and hate
Flesh tortured by her own hand
She curses the day she discovered pain on the outside masks pain on her inside

And still the blood stains
Marks of a new scar
Marks of an old wound

If only we could forget