My trousers rolled up to my calves,the foamy surf is surging out.Ice plants are blooming,covering the sandy beachabove the tide line.Salty water is cold,but the golden orb light warms my face,so I feel happy,for awhile.Forgetting,as my feetleaveimpressionsfilling with dappled, seeping water.Away...
prose poetry
It was a deliverance, A redemption,And she was liberatedAt last, At long last,From servitude to the god of despondency.Her eyes,It was her eyes that he acceptedAs a mirror of her soulAnd accepted the difficultBut charitableChore of responsibilityFor a soulAlmostLostIn the dark shadows...
Look!And see the spreading glow Upon your dappled flesh. 'Tis mine this essence of lust and loveDivine. 'Tis mine. My seeking lips seek succor from the glimmerUpon your dappled flesh,So salty sweet my life,My elixir of feverousVisions and eager ardor....