Friday, June 16, 2006

Cruise Poems


An ocean full of water
A sky full of air
A boat full of people
Travelling from there to here

The water’s waves reflect the sky
The sky is full of cloud
The people full of wondering why
Travelling from loud to soft

The rise and swell of evermore
The blue-lit hands that hold the Earth
I sit inside my head and cry
Travelling from birth to death


You’d think
across this vast expanse
of breathing sea
you’d never see another boat
but I can