Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Thursday, April 09, 2015

Here in Barrymore Bay

will you swim with me
darling, my darling
here in barrymore bay
will you be hold'n me
your eyes just like emeralds
here in barrymore bay

i love a raven girl
love, love a raven girl
i bring her the stones and the stars
her eyes are like temples
please let me worship you
here in barrymore bay



At 5:59 PM, Blogger Lowell said...

It's been a long time since I've visited and that's my loss. I think your poetry is wonderful. It's full of the unexpected and the funky and love and death and everything in-between.

Among the recent ones, "Barrymore Bay" and "Revenant" are my favorites. But I also really like "How's the thing that is?"

I've finally published a book of my poems and songs. It's called "Perched on the Edge." You can get a taste of what it looks like here:

Your thoughts would be most welcome!


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