Coastal blues

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I loved the rainy morning of my life

And I never think

That friendly mountain passes

Will not ferry me away;

 

But  happy times are seldom

And time, like rain, runs away

 

From holiday beach to temptestous sea

I have lost faith in the indomitable debris

That used to accompany and encompass me.

 

O! the mechanical movement of the sun

Sunshine blooms and sunshine spreads

Like tender tree roots all around me.

 

Sunshine, coverrs all that's dappled, fair

With the yellowing tendency of heat.

 

Like a changeling, like a chameleon

The sea spits salt at me 

Then turns its back and languidly rolls away.  .

 

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John Marks

Thu 23rd May 2019 20:09

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“A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Man Upstairs and Other Stories

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afishamongmany

Thu 23rd May 2019 15:07

Ah John great track - took me back.
The poem works good - 'indomitable debris' luv it.

From holiday beach to temptestous sea
I have lost faith in the indomitable debris
That used to accompany and encompass me.

Be true, paint it blue and in it all, see the rainbow.
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