Michelle sold me shells
I kept them close to my heart
my knife was needed
Poetry?
Tea dance time
Sid faded away in tea dance time
slow
slow
then too soon
quick quick.
Foxtrot Oscar he used to say
when his knees would not lift him
and his eyes would sparkle.
Through the window
we would watch his face
and see the smile
as his left foot tapped out the rhythm.
One two three
one two three
one
and then no more.
Bet still held his hand
as she always had
from their very first dance with the carpets rolled back
and the piano in the corner.
One two three
she said.
One two three
again.
One.
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
sea-blue flowers sway
beyond the sandy slopes
the tide is on the turn again
and as it turns brings hope
I kept my distance
I kept my distance.
I stayed away.
I treasured independence.
I closed my eyes.
I held my breath.
But then I saw you dance.
Now and venn
That summer when we overlapped
Your dreams of the future
My tales of the past
summer rain
summer rain streaming
steaming street dreaming
believing still believing
When I am not here
When I am not here
Remember me eating the strawberries
And your laughing
I see you there
I see you there
in the velvet spaces
between the snow and pines
always there
always there
in the expectant peace
between tide-driven waves
you are there
you are there
in the silence
between heartbeats
