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An Ocean Ode

All vast things, in concert, pulse in your pull
Excepting the moon, that sly orbing eye
That winks, and curls, as the months grow full,
Cycling swollen to bob in a mocking sky.

All views worship you, the type of their kind,
Begging freshets of your briny breath’s flow,
Which sing to the senses, “The true beyond winds
Beyond the eyes, but not too far to go”.

Man died in you, when sin sunk his mind
In the deep of the eon’s black womb.
The sun dives in you, the white pearl to find,
In the dredge of your silent floor’s tomb.


An Ode to the Daisy

Smiling, petite, and plain, such are your ways.
The storm frowns down, you smile all the same;
Though the wind whips your face, gladly you sway.
The days are for you. They gave you your name.

Broken, trampled, brown, betrayed in it’s trust.
No flower is such, to a gentle mind.
Your earthly aspect is a film of dust
Hiding much from the world’s cackling kind.

In the final battle, bloodily waged,
A warrior, prone on the field, drips his life.
The wound at his side, will close the age.
Your face will bloom: thus ends all of Man’s strife.


Clarity and beauty, beauty and clarity. If I can’t win you both, I will never be free! If neither will have me, I'll take lunacy!