A Sailors Curse Poem by Matthew Holloway

Kiss upon the evenings tide
That the moon shall see the seas dance
That waves will call out to man
To sail and to swim forevermore
A call to the rocks and the storm
To drown, drown within its depths
How beautifully savage it becomes
The tide, the evenings storm
Birds fly, fly away so far
Into land seek refuge
Yet it calls, it calls out
In its majesty and voice
Kiss, kiss this evenings tide
And be free, free forevermore