when time became my ocean

aDarkerMind



when time became my ocean

tall elves on winter coasts

children of a greater garden swim a landscape tide

stallions rome the salted sea on hooves of a swollen breeze

sea-treas cold but growing still

high into the pigtails of a blue whales confetti hair;

 

when time became my ocean

when all my tried and trusted senses

swam through the hearts of my mothers octopus ears

as she traced the silence of my lungs

and found me wanting more of something less;

 

through her drunken tailored eyes

she dredged the carpet of my drowning mind

where gathered together my tantrums in a sailors knot

with my devils harp and a lampshade

a book of tallest tales

and a hand-me-down tsunami and,

a forget-me-not and krug;

 

when time became my ocean

how peaceful became the white cells of my hands

how slow became the tremble of my pen

deep inside the honesty of my less than pointless death

the final breath of a man possessed with nothing more than doubt;

shoulder arms and circle the sea hawks in my brain

rejoice with my heart the joining together

of this man and this flood;

I had god in my mind,

but my problem was water -not blood-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 9th, 2021 11:12
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • flyingfish

    WOW. Wonderful imagery. Well done. Best Wishes

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you very much.
      most kind;

    • Poetic Dan

      Brilliant again!



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