Sebastian Sandok Poems
|1.||Sun Below The Cedarwood||10/26/2006|
|3.||The Battle Of All Ends||11/16/2006|
|4.||Deviance Of The Dull||12/2/2006|
|6.||Lost Ways(Into The Woods)||12/14/2006|
|7.||A Wood Rose||1/9/2007|
|8.||Life Behind The Paint||1/30/2007|
|13.||Morning In Meredith||8/11/2007|
|16.||Out N' About||2/18/2008|
|18.||The Eleventh Overture||3/29/2008|
|20.||Reed Amongst Bamboo||11/1/2006|
|23.||Zen Lunatics (From The Window)||12/10/2006|
|24.||Soccer Field Dreams||8/11/2007|
|27.||A Middle Path||12/2/2006|
|29.||A Steady Squall||12/4/2006|
|30.||A Dabbling Thought||11/19/2006|
|31.||Concerto (Mandolin In The Sea)||10/30/2006|
Concerto (Mandolin In The Sea)
A fellow of mine once told me,
that the seas magnificent ballad,
was sung in a Minor D.
And oh, how the gales fluttered,
on the capricious eve we heard her sing.
The bellowing of thee bass,
piping of the wind,
the inaudible moan of the tide.
As the dainty Sirens Song came out of the air,
in a seductive waft of salt.
All I could do, was but stand,
humbly still, and listen,
as my fellow chimed with the sea.
Merely a duet of two souls,
drawn along the shore,
permeating ever grain, every still life.
Sun Below The Cedarwood
The sun shimmers upon my face as I loaf below the Cedarwood
I ask, what will become of the man
who will not become of himself
To embrace eachother as if we were droplets from the horizon dew
As if we, we were the molecules from the water which we came
Oh, beautiful you, do not placate your own, yourself, your me
Only swim deeper and deeper into the abyss of oneself
Far is only further than you have ever been
and further is only farther than the mind can see