Varin’s Seat

Have you heard of Varin’s seat, have you heard the music bare, have you heard the salt spray songs that steel your soul in life-ish dare? – It comes on swells from Over-yon it comes in dales of aqua wave it comes all tinged in bronzish flame— the fire-gift the sky last gave. – Let […]

To a Puffer Fish

If I could simply swallow O the way you can swallow H2O, then I would float up in the sky a spiky balloon and stab the clouds till they showered water droplets over me. – You get to float— an over-eaten beach ball— pumbling in tumbling currents down beneath the chopped-up waves No one tries […]

Water-Spray

They swim in briny shiny wetness catching sun-glint on their chrome, black and white, partitioned thunder glory-fear of ocean’s dome. – Spray of droplets, splashing wave-wash acro-leap of practiced skill. Arc of power, grace and wonder whapping back to sea with thrill. – Wakes of foaming in the gloaming– orcas trailing toward the west; water […]

Sounds of Silence

Still. Unrumphled. Bobbing slow in whackish troughs. Below in dappled water caves, deep and low, beneath the waves where somnolescent turtle kings, and shining silver clouding darts swim in sudden loops and starts hear the somber manta ray trundle silently away far from light and fright and day.

Primary Hopes

Green the dress Raging bright the hair Idling in the wind by yellow roses Eyes stare out. Across the ancient blue. Far gone….away.

The Sandcastle (final)

The ants began making a kind of clicking and hissing noise. And then, like a surge of evil ocean water, they attacked. Sam saw the wall advance and waited. Waited while they closed the distance, waited as the moon on their helmets shone more and more brightly. Waited until they had completely covered the sand […]

The Sandcastle (part 3)

“Sam,” Aira said, “what is that?” “That,” Tommy said, “is Sandaxtron.” Sam looked at his brother, puzzled. “How do you know about Sandaxtron?” “Glem showed it to me. On his phone.” Now that they were closer, Sam could see the walls soaring above him. They looked like stone, but as he reached out his […]

Beach v. House

It rises up where stately trees with silver moss preside. Palmetto fronds like peasant’s fans crowd round the mansion door, the windows wide, inviting plans where all our dreams beside go chaos in the seaside breeze . – Soon we’ll run down sandy dunes where watery hillocks—water splash! we’ll run into the salty broam feel […]

Downsun

We few watched the sun die, the swimmers and I, as water lapped ’round our waists turned from blue to black – – –

O Death,

I walk the sunrise quiet pines, mid whispering winds that near beside brave silently the trembling sound: Oh death where is your sting? – The grass grows hearty—little lives nurtured in the womb of earth so shortly short, now green, now brown Oh death, is this your sting? – Droplets mist the eyes of day […]