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Poems  by Sea and Moonlight

A Smile
I have a SEED
Somewhere within I am
Hugo
Letter to My Brother Frank
Dictation for a Dictator
An Open Door; Heed It
Toast to You
Gleaming Eyes
Said Ken to Me
Count to Satan
Loneliness
Reflective Voyage
Pick up the Pail
Death Today
Quick Life
Old Man's Whistle
God Is:
Each Season
As If Infinity
One Hears the Tune
Have I forgotten Jesus?
Brain Damage
Church Description
Den
Death in a Jungle
Ten Lines
Nature's Law
It's Still Sad
The Flea Tree
Gain or Lose
Going Away from Here
Nightmare
Talking about People
Towns and their People
Dear, Dear, Dearest
Population
Top Line
Mountains Reach
Upon these Grounds
A Ship?
Let the Timbers Shake
Wladyshaw
Winds of Fate
Sweet Young Girl
Fingers of Nature
The Lord Spoke
The Celtic Told Me
Mary
Poem to Pat
A Free Man
Poem


There was a death in the family today.
Into an eternal life one went to stay.
A death, the inevitable event, came today.

A death in our family came for real.
Now the one is but a memorable ghost and of a great deal -
A ghost which we can't see or talk to, only feel.

A death in our family happened today.
But no one has died, or for that matter
Even gone away.

This was written when my brother Mike (1950-1976) first fell to drug abuse during a battle for his life after a motorcycle accident.

Quick Life

One foot in the gave,
Nothing earned and nothing saved.
My body is light and seems so free,
Everyone who is happy is smiling with me.

Two feet in my grave,
Nothing earned and nothing saved.
My body, to me, is aged but at its prime.
No need to worry about people or time.

Three feet within my grave,
nothing earned and nothing saved.
My mind is discovering flesh and joy.
I feel only me. a craving boy.

Four feet within my grave,
Nothing earned and nothing saved.
My mind is awaking to the facts of life.
I feel my past as a suicidal knife.

Five feet within my grave,
Nothing earned and nothing saved.
My body is old my hair is all gray.
I know all my faults and count them every day.

Six feet within my grave,
Nothing earned and nothing saved.
Nothing lost and nothing gained.