Ode to the Sea

And, above all else, here I say to the lady that has carried us together;

She who has lifted, dropped, and turned us;
Who has swelled and toyed and slapped us clean in the face;
Over and over again.

Here, I say, to our greatest allay, our greatest friend, The Sea.

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Spring Poem

Since Spring we waited, cool and damp;
Since Spring we sat, breathe abated, tongue a-coiled.
Now summer’s here, she’s flushed spring up,
Her freshness flown for a blanket heat.
All bellow its yellow warmth hath blushed;
Not least our fledgling, creeping, fruiting plant.
The first rouged hint of sweetness did colour today!
Not once, but twice! On nearly midsummer’s day!

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Paper Poem

There is not enough space on this paper,
To write a year’s worth of love;
There’s not enough paper to tell all our capers;,
Nor enough to dictate our dates, but,
There is space to put a smile on your face;

When I dream up a plan,
And you say ‘yes I can’;
When I bumble about,
And you bumble along too;

When I’m too tired to speak,
And you prepare me a feast;
When I’m excited about nothing,
And you know it’s something;

That’s what still surprises me;
That’s what always reminds me;
That I will never have enough space on this paper.