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To All My Friends On Shore

My bed is like a little boat;
Nurse helps me in when I embark;

She girds me in my sailor's coat
And starts me in the dark.

At night I go on board and say
Good-night to all my friends on shore

I shut my eyes and sail away
And see and hear no more.

And sometimes things to bed I take,
As prudent sailors have to do

Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,
Perhaps a toy or two.

All night across the dark we steer;
But when the day returns at last

Safe in my room beside the pier,
I find my vessel fast.



Island - Heather Nova




The Seventh Seal - Confession Scene- Ingmar Bergman


Wordle for Chloe


One of These Things First - Nick Drake


The Storm And the Ocean

At shore you count the waves
seven fold they rush to shore
carrying board rider
salt air

This is my border and this is my coast
and the wind comes from Mauritus

It spins up dark in the center
and no one ever knows

It is like life unfolding
And it drives me on

The storm and the ocean
The sea and the coast
The wind upon the wave

Blowing smooth against the face
leaving behind a trace
of the sweet smell of salt air

In the church
of the beautiful girl

We watch as waves build
one by one
sets upon
the horizon

The dark storm approaches
and brings with it
the promise
of adventure

And soft rain
against your skin

Pure water
in shining drops
on your lips

A lifetime spins within
the moment we kiss

And at night I can hear
waves against the shore
we are
riders on the storm

Johnny Cash - Hurt


Bettie Page / Deviant Art / Respray


Aerials - System of a Down


One To Rule Them All

Characters glow and fall
cathode ray kanji

They spiral and dance across a field of black
each symbol every number
laden with meaning

They are tracking everything
showing me a new form of reality
an aether
that envelops me
and when I feel its silence
I recoil

I can find a mountain
or a lake
by an Ocean

Where Feng Shui cuts knifelike
through high tension hobbit holes
built inside hive mind
that turns the fourth amendment
of our constitution
into a bright neon sign
saying rest
and grow hair upon your feet

smoke a pipe
and blow rings within ring
of smoke
the quiet pasttime
of middle earth

where dawns the second age

the eye of itunes
blazes atop mordor
ever searching for

my precious