Lover Sea
Numb like burned out prairie
Nothing seems too reach
Only the sea seems to be my lover
Awakened mermaids swim without war
Angelfish shine like blue Venus
Along the shore childhood
Some strange hope not stepped on
Some innocent prophesy
I am dreary
Overloaded with man and time
Let me see and hear seagulls
Let the tides roll
Edna St.Vincent Millay knew
Eugene O’Neil said
“He felt alive by the sea”
Someone take me home
Let the seagulls be poems
The wild flowers on rocks
The glorious tide my music
The islands my laughter
Moon over the sea
I need too dream
Foghorns like hope
Ancient mariners
Ships like ghost
Shells like dawn
The sea holds me like a lover
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Flowing Sea
I long for the true sea
No illusions, no pretense
Tides that ripple with mystery
Seagulls free like the breeze
You are centuries of shells
You are deep light on the shore
You are hope shivering in my bones
Everywhere the blue sky lives
I meditate like a saint
Sweet waters of life
The whispers of dawn
Purple blue worlds
Ancient wisdom
Emotions like driftwood
Romance radiates
Renewed by a deep angel
Golden sands give way to moonlight
Shadows wash the night
Foghorns like stars
Soulful lighthouse in the distance
Salty air on a summer night
Dreams of peace
Shrines of stars
The sea never lets me down
Pearl sky perfume
Gates to my soul
Washed in hope
Envy gone
The world behind me
Sapphire religion
Turquoise past and future
Free fires burning with love
Waves shelter the child
The sea flows like an angel
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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When Mermaids Cry
She was drowned in suicide
Faithless lover cast aside
This is how she came to be
Lorelei of the sea
Hopes destroyed, she wanted to find
Certain death peace of mind
Now you wonder who is she
Lorelei of the sea
Many tales Ive been told of sailors having died
After seeing a mermaid known
As lorelei
Faithless lover that is me
And she siren of the sea
So next time that the seagulls fly
Dont you cry sweet lorelei
Chorus:
Seagulls fly
When mermaids cry
Those tears wont dry
For lorelei
The guilt is mine I was untrue
The question is what am I to do
All I know is I got to try
Try to find sweet lorelei
Make amends for whats been done
cause I believe that shes the one
And I will go where seagulls fly
Try to find sweet lorelei
Chorus
There she is I hear her cry
Shes asking me if I will die
There aint nothing I wont do
For you lorelei
Chorus
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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Eel-Grass
No matter what I say,
All that I really love
Is the rain that flattens on the bay,
And the eel-grass in the cove;
The jingle-shells that lie and bleach
At the tide-line, and the trace
Of higher tides along the beach:
Nothing in this place.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Low-Tide
These wet rocks where the tide has been,
Barnacled white and weeded brown
And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,
These wet rocks where the tide went down
Will show again when the tide is high
Faint and perilous, far from shore,
No place to dream, but a place to die,—
The bottom of the sea once more.
There was a child that wandered through
A giant's empty house all day,—
House full of wonderful things and new,
But no fit place for a child to play.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Bright Side
Water of peace beyond the seagulls
Blue horizons that blossom like roses
Dream like hope in crinoline bouquets
Leave the dragons of purging
Leave the spirals of rhetoric
Time has golden clouds of sharing
Walk in safe armor
Light has conquered all fear
Hands with joy
Rivers glisten with stars
Awake in the forests of reality
Shells on the shore of love
Visions of geraniums
Lady slippers on the bogs
Peonies in the gentle breeze
Let your neighbor hear of rainbows
Reap the love given to all
Open the corner of your eye
Bright golden swords gleam
Fruit lush with pruned hope
Seek and you will find
The flowers are always growing
I'm living on the bright side
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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My Lover's Gone
My lover's gone
his boots no longer by my door
he left at dawn
and as I slept I felt him go
Returns no more
I will not watch the ocean
My lover's gone
no earthly ships will ever bring him home again
bring him home again
My lover's gone
I know that kiss will be my last
no more his song
the tune upon his lips has passed
I sing alone
while I watch the ocean
My lover's gone
no earthly ships will ever bring him home again
bring him home again
song performed by by Dido from No Angel
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A Wish
I want to be able to dream again,
To dream before I die,
And go down to the wavy Sea again,
To hear the seagulls cry.
I want to be able to hope again,
To hope before I die,
And think that there's Love in my soul again,
Before, my last goodbye
poem by Sandra Feldman
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Lover Lover Lover
I asked my father,
I said, father change my name.
The one Im using now its covered up
With fear and filth and cowardice and shame.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
He said, I locked you in this body,
I meant it as a kind of trial.
You can use it for a weapon,
Or to make some woman smile.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Then let me start again, I cried,
Please let me start again,
I want a face thats fair this time,
I want a spirit that is calm.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
I never never turned aside, he said,
I never walked away.
It was you who built the temple,
It was you who covered up my face.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
And may the spirit of this song,
May it rise up pure and free.
May it be a shield for you,
A shield against the enemy.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Song of the Wave XVII
The strong shore is my beloved
And I am his sweetheart.
We are at last united by love, and
Then the moon draws me from him.
I go to him in haste and depart
Reluctantly, with many
Little farewells.
I steal swiftly from behind the
Blue horizon to cast the silver of
My foam upon the gold of his sand, and
We blend in melted brilliance.
I quench his thirst and submerge his
Heart; he softens my voice and subdues
My temper.
At dawn I recite the rules of love upon
His ears, and he embraces me longingly.
At eventide I sing to him the song of
Hope, and then print smooth hisses upon
His face; I am swift and fearful, but he
Is quiet, patient, and thoughtful. His
Broad bosom soothes my restlessness.
As the tide comes we caress each other,
When it withdraws, I drop to his feet in
Prayer.
Many times have I danced around mermaids
As they rose from the depths and rested
Upon my crest to watch the stars;
Many times have I heard lovers complain
Of their smallness, and I helped them to sigh.
Many times have I teased the great rocks
And fondled them with a smile, but never
Have I received laughter from them;
Many times have I lifted drowning souls
And carried them tenderly to my beloved
Shore. He gives them strength as he
Takes mine.
Many times have I stolen gems from the
Depths and presented them to my beloved
Shore. He takes them in silence, but still
I give fro he welcomes me ever.
In the heaviness of night, when all
Creatures seek the ghost of Slumber, I
Sit up, singing at one time and sighing
At another. I am awake always.
Alas! Sleeplessness has weakened me!
But I am a lover, and the truth of love
Is strong.
I may be weary, but I shall never die.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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The Man Parts the Water
The man parts the water with a simple stone,
turning when the laughter
of a child retraces the shattered waves.
The man remembers with a smile
the days when he walked the shore,
dancing with silver-eyed seagulls, and he
was always looking ahead as he
stands and tilts releasing stone,
watching it sail through the misty shore.
The child parts the water with shrieking laughter,
and dreams about the day he will knowingly smile
as his cocked man-hand reaches the stormy waves.
Watching the moon pull the scornful waves
that kick the sand onto the shore, now he’s
the ghost of a child that stands with a smile.
He parts the water with a simple stone,
listening to the moon’s blue shaken laughter
at a man awaiting his golden hour upon the murky shore.
The grains whisper into the wind. And the shore
is crowded with memories of waves,
filling a young boy’s face with laughter.
It permeates the darkness, yet he
still craves the stone
to bring the man’s euphoric smile.
Caught in a moment without laughter or smiles,
walking along the shore
he wishes upon a simple stone
for another chance to play and frolic in waves.
The child sees his reflection with an anxious smile, and he
becomes a man between the laughter.
And he will always remember the laughter,
and he will always long for an innocent smile
of waiting for the day that unknowingly he
could never return to the shore.
Churning as it breaks the waves,
the past is left in simple stone.
But for now there is laughter upon the shore,
riding along the whispering waves,
the child’s future still a simple stone.
(- for Nicolas Mathew)
poem by Matt Ullman
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Never Been Gone
(carly simon/jacob brackman)
The wind is coming up strong and fast
And the moon is smiling on me
Miles from nowhere so small at last
In between the sky and the sea
Im bound for the island
The tide is with me
I think I can make it before dawn
Its night on the ocean
Im going home
And it feels like Ive never
Ive never been gone
Seagulls cry and the hills are green
And my friends are waiting for me
Freat ambition is all a dream
Let me drown my pride in the sea -
Im bound for the ocean
The tide is with me
I think I can make it by dawn
Its night on the ocean
Im going home
And it feels like Ive never
Ive never been gone
Oh it feels like Ive never
Ive never been gone
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Endless Sea
By the sea she dreams in quiet longing
Sea gulls fly free, clouds drift with out care
Waves swell and playfully role
I see her from a far, the beach is ours
Blue skies shine on golden sand
The season for love has finally arrived
Her hair falls down in the morning sun
Her soft eyes look far into the distant sea
I can't keep from watching her
Foot prints in the sand, sea weed, shells
Feel the sensual sun warm the salty air
The universe is alive, sea gulls glide free
The sea is a great comfort to her
Flowing waves bring a sense of calm
She smiles and slowly walks on the sand
Is love a sea where the soul feels hope?
Drift wood washes a shore
Mystery, enchantment, romance,
She puts her feet into the cool water
Tides roll and splash her body
Renewal, revival, mystical gentle asylum
Blue green waves shimmer with light
ever changing boundless energy
Myth, pirates, discovery, mermaids
Shall I approach you? Who are you?
I sit in silent delight in awe
Are you a poem I like but do not understand?
Strangers in the sunlight and soft wind
Wondering about life, love and meaning
The great mystic sea unites us
The shoreline seems endless
Ships in the distance seem small
The sea is our friend, a lovely dream
Eternity in moments by the sea fill her eyes
Ancient visions visit open hearts and minds
We are quiet lovers listening to the ebbing tide
We are drawn to the sea to learn of love
We drink from Neptune's great cup
Serene wisdom teaches us peace
Shadows grow, the wind is starting to blow
Day turns to dusk and it is time to go
I will see you again my dear by the endless sea
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Awakened by Love
Nestled in white orchids of hope
Dreams peer from rivers of joy
Seraphim myths flow on sail boats
Every smile from a girl and a boy
Magic wands with sweet pixie dust
Circles and visions of children’s love
Everything whole in hands of trust
Innocent and open under the true sun
All along the shore children play
We all wait and long for true dreams
Foghorns blow in the distant bay
The wind is blowing soft and free
Old stonewalls have summer vines
Lust without friendship is doomed
Her eyes seem to melt into mine
Her eyes so sincere, bright and true
Gentleness blooms in spring blossoms
Simplicity is having nothing to hide
Cardinals have come back with robins
Sand bars appear in the low tide
I know I never want to hurt her
I know I want to really take my time
When I am around her love stirs
I feel my past resolve in broken time
No vendetta, no need to be right
Tenderness is such a fine emotion
No competition or rudeness or strife
We sit and watch the teaching ocean
Sandcastles wash away in the sea
Lost in the moment love comes alive
Laughter and joy fills the free breeze
Clamshells wash ashore, seagulls fly
Children of the moment awakening by love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is.
quote by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Home to Home
Embrace the golden rose of hope
Sea gulls glide by shores of beauty
Tides role with joy and laughter
Children play in the bright new day
I write your name in the sacred sand
When we are long gone it will remain
True hearts never really part do they?
All that is gone will soon shine on
I feel you more inside then ever before
You are the eternal day always rising
Let the yellow and blue wild flowers grow
Let everything live and run long and free
Hear the songs of the robins in the morning
Once you see love it never goes away
Deep in the sea hope is a gift of promise
Warm yourself by the fire of mystical love
Touch the cedar trees and feel the wind
Follow the river like a fine new friend
The earth shall be replenished and restored
Fill your eyes with the brightest of stars
The moon is rising like a humble queen
Ivory clouds glisten in her majestic wake
Sleep deep, rest with white light dreams
Everything is going to turn out right
Hope leads the heart from home to home
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Gallant Horses
Deep in the sea there grows a soul
Seagulls circle the films of Bergman
Fragments run like ghosts
Lanterns of another century
Joyce recited in disjointed fog
Language has become crumbs
The old farm with ancient rocks
Something soft and blue
Something real and true
Mariners pass me like Ahab
Clouds shallow with rain
Even time seems timid
You have come into my life
You tell me of your joy
You live in a green bedroom
Then you leave
No smile or temptation
No guile or saccharine drama
We are like gold coins in the drawer
We wait and nothing is spent
Hollow phrases
Kafka on the shelf
Words washed ashore on an island
Ships marooned in French novels
Yarn of red with no hands
Gallant horses march without exit
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Night
Night is a wounded sea
Wolves of golden waves
My ice lover with yellow roses
You are the glow of Norway
You are the snow of seagulls
Walk with me in Walden
Cry with me in Scotland
I am the Irish tide
The moon of pain
Tempt me again
Night is the earth
Swirling stars come again
Lawn chairs in the back yard
Pie and ice cream
Clouds in the swaggering dusk
Children in a hayloft
Sailboats with masts of hope
My memories of burning fall leaves
Tonight you are joy
Sometimes night is the soul free
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I wish
From where I’m standing I can see
the seagulls wheeling gracefully
I’m well above the high tides reach.
This is my favourite stretch of beach.
The waves which roll in from the sea
in summer, do not threaten me
I love to watch the seabirds fly
and hear their raucous shrieking cry.
They circle, waiting patiently
for tasty titbits which the sea
will leave behind at turn of tide.
Their needs will soon be satisfied
Then they will squabble noisily
these flying bandits of the sea.
The land is not their true domain.
They’ll quickly feed then fly again
The masters of the sky and sea.
Present a spectacle for me.
I sometimes wish that I could be
a gull instead of being me.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Sea
There ain't no hell below us
Above us only sky
In front of me the deep dark
blue and boundless sea
I can hear the seagulls cry
The waves they crash upon the shore
But they keep on comin' back
How many times we've
crashed... ourselves
And we came here to recover
She keeps so many secrets
She softly whispers in my ear
The sea she comforts me
She knows just who I want to be
That's why I keep on comin'... here
You could call these after hours
Now all the tourists have gone away
All alone on a broad and empty beach
And I am asking questions why
There ain't no hell below us
Above us only sky
In front of me the deep dark
blue and boundless sea
Now the seagulls cry no more
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Always Dream
We escape into sapphire love
Music from the censors
Fire from golden times
Caress fauve forests of fire
Pearl seas rogue in the moon
Descend into pools of change
Harmony has ancient magic
No burned villages
No charred flesh
No plans of conquest
Everything barren in eternal birth
The candle glows
The sea shall give up its dead
Time will fold like woven lambs
Blue fire with fingers from stars
Parades in moors of silver fog
Islands melting into beryl love
Let mantra symbols drive the sun
Shimmering moonlight of halos
Your chants on beads of tides
Visions of vast plains of Buffalo
Dream of rivers and spring flowers
Play like doves in the new garden
Dream children always dream
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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