Treasure Island

Kevin East

(22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

Ocean.


Ocean
fill my soul
with freedom's scent.
Your waves that roll
that came and went
like love,
just spent
long enough
to enrapture me.
Then were gone.
My message in a bottle
lost at sea.
Blue moonlight shone,
What's left for me.
Now
my poetry in motion
is just lights upon
the ocean.

Ocean
take me away,
under crimson skies
to yesterday
where happiness lies.
That came and went,
like your tide.
Sun in my eyes
but I'm dead inside.
My tears in a bottle
lost at sea,
as sunset bled.
I yearn to be
immersed in a rhyme.
Now cursed
I just mime
love poems
of another time,
written in water alone.
Like promises of devotion
prone
to sinking
in the ocean.

Ocean
wash over me.
And cleanse my world
of used to be.
To wake marooned
on that island of dreams.
My hopes harpooned
split at the seams.
Her kiss
my only potion.
Love's drowning
in the ocean.

Submitted: Saturday, September 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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