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Saturday, April 1, 2017

LOVE BENEATH THE WAVE


it's time for me
again now
that quiet path
to seek,
by the cliffs
and hawks' nests
and trains
across the way;
above the town
up on the hill
I find a quiet 
peace
and hear
the waters lapping
by the bay.

I will greet my father
for he's gone
beneath the wave;
remember
my first love
her lips
so sweet;
I'll whisper a message
to them
for a remnant
we can save
of old loves
now hidden
in the deep.

and here now
in the morning
what is it
now I crave?
of ancient days
gone past
what may 
I seek?
I'll place a stone
upon an altar,
and the altar
by the wave;

their names
in hidden silence
I will keep.




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