DAVID M.
SMITH
DISTANT SHORELINES --- 2nd VERSION
Distant
shorelines --- outlined with trees
Whisper my name in the tropical breeze
Shadows of palm trees striping sunlit beaches
Bare roots revealed where the water reaches
Whisper my name in the tropical breeze
Shadows of palm trees striping sunlit beaches
Bare roots revealed where the water reaches
A crab
walking sideways, he almost looks drunk
Woodpecker making noise, playing drums on a tree trunk
The salt air, like a soap, cleans my love torn soul
Stumbling happily in deep sand, climbing sea oat covered knolls.
Woodpecker making noise, playing drums on a tree trunk
The salt air, like a soap, cleans my love torn soul
Stumbling happily in deep sand, climbing sea oat covered knolls.
Left
behind, concrete jungles, --- where life is so terrible
Bitterness, hatred, and greed so unbearable
All erased by the moon --- lighting dolphins as they play
Gone like the sun, --- as it set over the bay.
Bitterness, hatred, and greed so unbearable
All erased by the moon --- lighting dolphins as they play
Gone like the sun, --- as it set over the bay.
If there
was only a way to spend my whole life here
Flying my spirit like a kite as waves echo in my ear
As the tide flows out --- taking my worries out to sea
I hear the distant shorelines --- gently calling me.
Flying my spirit like a kite as waves echo in my ear
As the tide flows out --- taking my worries out to sea
I hear the distant shorelines --- gently calling me.
© JUNE 2015 BY DAVID M. SMITH
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