Funeral Sea Poems

ANYTE OF TEGEA

Stranger, rest your weary legs beneath the elms;
hear how coolly the breeze murmurs through their branches;
then take a bracing draught from the mountain-fed...

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     There'd needn't be 
no digs of earth 

or clumps of clay 
that weigh my girth,
     ...

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In a world which I birthed at the back of my brain
it is neither night nor day
beginnings and endings blended
in a perpetual purgatory of purple...

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Watching the horizons 
as the waves crash… 
The sun dies its elegant death 
of golden blood 
upon the distant shores. 
It washes jade green and...

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Seaweed strands woven prettily, unwind
spread tendrils of green sublime
the grace of a fluid dancer dressed up
to perform while the seagull cries
the afternoon curtain call

Incoming or...

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Moon
rises
early to 
watch the Sun die

Dropped into the sea!

Mocking gold light
comes to life
in the
waves...

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I never learned to dance, with humans or wolves;
But my cousin Jammie Ray could dance the night away.
And I would never for once consider 'running...

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Without doubt a small isle but one of natural beauty
Such a tranquil emerald place, the Isle of Innisfree
Set in Irelands Lough Gill in the County...

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I traversed to the sea once again
I’ve gone down to the sea
To let the rolling waves renew me
As they crash like a metronome 
Marking time...

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(This does have some internal rhyme)

In the fall of ninety one 
a November morn had just begun
as harbor bells rang loud and echoed
all around sad...

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Scatter my ashes at Pemaquid Point,
Let the wind sail them home to the sea.
Cradle of life, be my cradle in death,
And set my spirit free.

Sun...

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carried by the wind, where have you been the lonely soul 
who returned to the riverside; and now, why are you asking 
the way to...

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In the heart of some dark English city 
Came a sight that turned everyone's head 
When as if from some dream came a wonderful team...

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Pull up the anchor one last time
Then thrust my oar into the foamy brine
Often have I churned
with arms that burned
My home became a darkened speck
Resting...

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Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss...

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