tin stars distract

poems | psychological

tin stars distract
lite the dirt the beam compact

lovers woo
envelop lovers woe
thoughts you knew you may not know

swim sea undertow
deepest waters crash
soaring seagull cry

loneliness will tell you why
you haven’t got a friend nearby
to care until the end of time
a virtual ascend

happy fellow warm mellow
moon low world cold
in that old familiar way

salmon spawn against tide
blue fish run away
fishing fleet fish for meat
sell it by the bay

Fall skip into Winter
fell on Ice/slip no grip
darkness whisper whimper

so cherished is your sleep
you haven’t heard a word I speak
nocturnal wish surreal
murmur in realm of dreams.

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