the tender shore

as cool water caresses the warm tender shore
melding lives in toil and sleep, so adore
but waste no word, since none can find
the freedom beauty in a dreaming mind
of darkly calm, as peace should be
the end to days with her and me

now drift so well, with favoured course
to nowhere, for times as these deny remorse
such stories in spellbound heads of love
enlightened, potent, yet obscure thereof
retracing more than passing hours
for time is theirs, but this is ours

and so, as arms engulf, to sooth the pain
the shore dissolves, none does remain

©2008 Hey Hey

uncut

with time abound, who knows the rush to wrist
temptation, but no cutting deep or rope to twist
more than the beating heart
more than the tears to start
yet not enough to take that step, but stranger still
as this tale began, could there be the will

from nowhere, materialized a Venice art of gold
and a critique of affluent capitulation, or so he told
then the observer panned, revealed a kiss
a fortuitous gesture not to miss
in recognition of the frozen heart, perhaps more
intangible, a secret afore an aqua regia shore

and hope was there; still they walked away
leaving aureal maidens for another day
no matter, for the deed was done
extrapolating from the wings of one
first a day, then a year, more than a lifetime
becoming a universe, an ever sublime

©2008 Hey Hey

in these times

beauty in these times of graffiti and tragedy
when lines of life are but here, simple parody
an offering, as southern cross makes soul night’s debut
leading not the long way home, but true
to navigate dreams with wonder eyes
and form synaptic clouds in memory skies

no reason to know why the tears of art
but motivation for what be this, simple thought
more enigma in an instant than a sky of blue
or even amidst a world of fame, the distinction is you
tis likely that the smallness makes it all
and Alice really had the wherewithal

for chaos makes the wonderment we touch in every way
a life is but a second, an eternity, but what a day

©2008 Hey Hey

ivory moon

oh ivory moon, shrouded by misty blue
looking upon, and wonder who
a charming smile would entertain
as daylight ends in summer rain

oh timeless stars with graceful light
caressing those who view the night
with quiet eyes and minds in awe
of boreal wonder, lives of straw

oh breath, seconds taken are no more
never were, or could be sure
absorb in every limit’s ode
the beauty that is here bestowed

oh dream, approach whilst silhouettes
will mask, concealing these regrets
unspoken words and misplaced ways
machinery of this sky and phase

oh existence, in this ether tale
twix sleep or maybe heaven’s veil
what secrete does the dream protect
and through the ivory moon connect

©2008 Hey Hey