Wednesday, May 24, 2006

A Poem of Phosphorescence

I sit near this dock on an Island dark
Moments before 30
Ignoring the rain that drenches me
and the reasons why I'm worthy

Oh, It's a beautiful life inside these lies
How could I ask for more?
Nothing but shoreline and seaweed salt
And the light from the general store

And the ocean twinkles electric
And the sky's all black and blue
There's beauty here, I see that clearly,
But what there's not, is you,
No more,
What there's not, is you.

It's a waterfall of tears now
And I hope I've paid my due
Because after this, there best be bliss,
If I can't be next to you,
No more,
If I can't be next to you.

I take a mental polaroid
Of the hell I'm going through
Sitting Alone with the Pacific O
And it's phosphorescent hue

Could be that years and years from now
The memory will be sweet
But until then, It's cold, wet pain
And I dangle in my feet

And the ocean twinkles electric
And the sky's all black and blue
There's beauty here, I see that clearly,
But what there's not, is you,
No more,
What there's not, is you.

It's a waterfall of tears now
And I hope I've paid my due
Because after this, there best be bliss,
If I can't be next to you,
No more,
If I can't be next to you.

Found some stars to wish upon tonight
Captured inside this wave
So quick to spark, so quick to die
So quick their watery grave

I'd scoop them up into my hands
If I thought that they would stay
But as if simply by my wanting
They're guaranteed away

...And I'm stayin' out here until daylight comes
I'm waitin' for the dawn
Then I'll let go of this broken heart
And write an ending to this song...

And the ocean twinkles electric
And the sky's all black and blue
There's beauty here, I see that clearly,
But what there's not, is you,
No more,
What there's not, is you.

It's a waterfall of tears now
And I hope I've paid my due
Because after this, there best be bliss,
If I can't be next to you,
No more,
No, I won't be next to you.

1 Comments:

Blogger FormalWare said...

This phosphorescent ballad
Reminds me of the time
I took an Old, tired cowboy song
And Painted it in rhyme
Yes, sir
RePainted it in rhyme.

9:27 AM  

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