Cry the Blue Ocean
The whale song resounds in each shedding tear,
The surface lies stoic and hushed,
Each aqualung fathom compressed every year
Blue velvet and casually crushed.
The parting of souls torn a sorrowful drag
Of fragments of driftwood and sand,
And every cat tied in every black bag,
Drowns out of sight of land.
When sapphire ashes sweep far out of sight
Like memories failing to hold,
The bells make for chiming the onset of night,
Hollowly ringing and cold.
The trembling fingers painstakingly laced
Trickled tears that run through their thread,
We cry the blue ocean, alone and displaced
When all that remains is unsaid.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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