Shipwreck

There was the long night

The black water

The sky over head

how many more tides

How many more

How deep is the water

Do we really want to know?

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Beagle in the City #249

Ethan: Ok boys, I need my taste testers!

Simon: I’m ready!

Garf: I call dibs! Din dins !

Lindz: not if I catch you for hugs!

Simon: Hey dad, dad, do you mind to tell mom, this is guys time. We have to test the food.

Garf: hey man, does warden, ahem, I mean, LADY, boss you around like she does me?

Ethan: hey look! Smothered chicken quesadillas!

Flash

The earth reaches for the moon

How do I live

Without you?

Stuck here

Between the hours

Did you see us here?

Left my pain

In the yesterday –

those hours

wasted

They are gone away

Nothing is ever here to stay

Sometimes I wake up

And I see us still

Reaching for all old things

The way we were

The way we are

Whether it is where we wanted it it to be-

Here we are

Morning youth

I wake up to the morning sky

Foggy

Overcast

Thick

Of memory

Grey and lit with shadows

Overcast dreams

Nightmares

Of wrong and write

I see the light

And tell myself everything is O.K.

Get up

Come on up

Didn’t they tell you

History is written

Remembered

By those who win?

These fading chords

Bleeding ink

Words on paper

Are just tomorrow’s memory

Did you read between the lines?

The love letters in the margins?

“Will you remember me?”

“Not like I used to…”

Come on up

The cards have been dealt

I pour my tea

I sit and write

Here inside

The morning light….