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Dreaming Of The Sea Again
The same dream again. I see the sea so close by and yet… It remains so far away. Miles and miles I could trek and ever still would not find it. One day though, I will find my place beside the sea. That place where I intend to laugh and play and hear the gulls. To smell that sweet sea air. Peace, well deserved.
Origami Heart
There abounds my heart,
fluttering, flying, floating down
and lightly alighting on the sand.
It looks as if a paper gull,
origami,
that ancient art.
A folded page in the shape of that
thing which beats beneath my breast.
So light and so airy,
held there by the breeze,
as if some old fairy.
No wishes to be wrought.
All I’ve got is what I brought.
Smell the salt and brine,
reminiscent of cheap wine.
Written there upon the page,
a memory perhaps,
or some old adage.
Can’t quite catch!
If only I could read it,
perhaps I could remember
how the world was lit.
If only for a little bit.
To Feel As If Floating
In a cloud of long-forgotten stardust, I find myself. Far and further away from anything and everything I once knew. Floating there, no air within my lungs, no blood within my veins. I am but a specter, a ghost outside the machine. My ship blown apart long ago in an ancient battle far away and removed from my current, frozen circumstances. There I stay, drifting through those clouds of stardust, the only twinkle in my eye the gamma rays and photon blasts that pass me by every thousand years, a length of time that to me is but a blink. My glassy eyes no longer hold life behind them, but still yet reflect those beautiful, iridescent nebulas and effervescent starbursts I watched so long ago with the wonder only a child could. Only now it has come to pass that I am no longer a child, but that husk of man adrift in a sea of nothing. I am finally at peace among the stars.
Derelict
It always meant so much to me
You did, I mean
We found our peace among the stars
Our refuge from this world’s many wars
I saw and see inside your eyes a twinkle
Reflection and refraction of those great gaseous bodies
Their existence too is all aflame
A reflection too of that which beats inside my chest
This heart, that heart
You’ve really made the grade
Only now the signal’s dead
We won’t get home to go to bed
These stars with which we’ve sought solace
Caught there in the space between
Floating, derelict
Waiting for relief that never comes
Poems by Sam 