My lover...

My lover...

take my hand

of wet

surf sand

and hold

me tight

at last.

Keep a grip

don't let me slip

firm within

your grasp.

Keep me safe

from all

that try. 

Keep me

close to you.

Be my shield

and be my world

and I'll

be that

to you.

The Ebbing Tide

Silver line that slowly flows,

upon the ground 

without a sound.

It steals my thoughts 

and helps me drift away. 

Broken bands upon the beach, 

tempting throb beyond my reach, 

ebbing tide draws me on and on.

Setting sun takes hold of me, 

pulls me forth on autumn breeze, 

takes my hand 

and leads me from the shore.

Cloudless sky steals life from me, 

upwards I go gleefully, 

morning comes and so begins my day.

Tempting is the birds' first song

heartening as I move along, 

draws the life and soul ... from me.

But I know best, this cycle goes, 

my love, my dreams,

they slowly grow.

I see the circle path that I am on.

So I stand still and wait for you,

the night draws cold, 

the morning dew 

and you return my love 

as life renewed.



(I once chased the love I sought, until I stopped, waited.. and love was caught).

Who am I ?

Who am I???

I am me.

What you see...

is what I be. 

I show no more...

than just my self. 

I sit upon...

your i-shelf. 

I am a boy...

and no more. 

The boy you love.

I love you more.

The Sun, the moon, the earth, the sea ...

He is the sun...

... I am his moon. 

A golden ball...

... a silver spoon. 

A love not lost ...

... it came so soon. 

My heart is healed... 

... within there's room. 

So take my hand

and laugh with me.

You are the earth ... 

... I am your sea. 

~

To Surf

Dedicated to Leif

A simple love, 

the sky above, 

a board 

beneath 

my feet. 

I spend 

the day, 

all at sea, 

the salt 

that burns 

my cheeks. 

The steady throb, 

an endless tide, 

my hopes 

and dreams 

do soar. 

The sea, 

the sun, 

the salt, 

the surf... 

just me 

and 

the board.

The moon's reflect

The wind, it swam, 

upon the sea. 

It seemed to glide 

so happily. 

It shaped, on waves, 

a set of lips, 

the crested waves 

and sullen dips. 

I watched the sun 

as it did show, 

upon the surf 

with molten glow. 

The moon's reflect 

made eyes at me, 

it seemed to wink 

so randomly. 

The pulsing of 

a steady beat, 

did rise inside 

and cause me heat. 

The wind, the surf, 

the salt, the sea, 

oh why can't I 

just set you free?

Love surfing

Trapped amid a sea of blue, my thoughts do fly, they think of you.

I think of how you used to laugh, your smiling eyes, my other half.

We came together and were as one, but then our love became undone.

We took for granted the love we held, our thoughts entwined, a lovers meld.

And then we suddenly flew apart, the pain of which did burst my heart.

But once again we've learned to laugh, you are my friend, let's never part.

A Boy of Bronze

I saw a boy upon the shore,

of a surf-tormented, white-sand beach.

I saw the sea drip from his arm,

the salty sea beyond his reach.

He stood and gazed with eyes of bronze,

and watched the waves as they did beat.

His aching heart, although it longed,

could not make gain, with leaden feet.

He dreamed of ocean depths, beyond.

His aching limbs, set hard as rock.

His gaze transfixed, upon the sea,

his mind set free, the tide his clock.