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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required They sea me without. I carry a raven upon my shoulder, A sundial on my back. The hat I wear is made of ash; Sunlight is what I lack. I drag my feet behind me on sandy beaches. The ball and chain my ankle bracelet bling. ‘If only…’ is a wish, a fantasy; it’s incomplete. I never made it big. There is a line of memories behind me in the sand; It shows the places I have seen. It is my reason; The reason I understand; The reason I understand why you do not understand me. It curves around, beyond the boulders And on through rows of palm trees. This dream I have, I have always carried; It has always been with me. I leave my burdens at the door, But desire is a flame that still burns eternal. It lights up my face, when I see her face, But inside I remain forever nocturnal. I walk in foreign footsteps, No guide or friend in tow. I cross the sea of peace, love and empathy forever, Alone in my sinking boat. I carry only what I need to make it to the end of the sea. The cannon ball attached to my feet, Is expanding more than I would like it to be. It grows with each passing full moon, The only time I can be seen. I hide behind a smile sometimes, Before it rows away from me. I have a conversation, with a man who sells only ale; His face is full of redness and joy! My face is always pale. I take a sip of this rotgut and begin to waste away from the inside. I sometimes hear a hearty tune and sing! While all the time, Inside, I die… The noise is intoxicating; The words they speak are so enchanting. Sooner or later it becomes closing time And I am left walking away from the dancing. The maiden’s flutter their eyes, I haven’t shaved in several weeks. My life is worn away by the sun, my clothes torn asunder. They flirt and kiss me on the cheek But there is no more thunder. They ask if I would like to join them, On their midnight adventure. I have no words, I promise to return, But they never get a real answer. They cannot readily see the hole in my soul; Oh what a charmed life I live. I try to laugh, so tip my hat… …a pirate’s life for me. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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