Oh captain, my captain
Why have you sailed your ship
The tides may be against you
But the seas are wide and deep
Through and beyond
The direst of tempest
I will find and hold you
And whilst no rest may breeze in
Thy blazing star will pull through
But it is what it is
And the sun has found its set
No gleam or warmth
Can take back what already has left
Be home, be still, my captain
And spill your soul in the oceans
The dust and air that left thy lungs
Will remain amongst us
Be quiet, be roaring, oh captain
One day we’ll sail
oh captain, my captain,
Let my piece of writing be a parting gift; thank you for being an inspiration. Be still, my captain.
July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014
August 5, 2014
Law of Attraction (Monkey Business)
Your lashes cast a soft shadow under the circles of you eyes.
My, my, boy, what a sight.
The skies lay out dark; the stars, they burn, ever so present.
Your stories they spill and scatter like a heady perfume.
I know these days they dont make sense, but know that grace will come soon.
24 hours and a day, may your lungs be drained of hate. And even when life doesn’t make sense, will you elevate.
August 4, 2014
Early mornings are ahead of me still my heart can’t handle what these eyes don’t see.
It’s crazy times, darling, and I know it’s hard to do But let it slip, just one last time And won’t you let love through
August 3, 2014
These mornings, I’ve only half a brain.
And even when I do,
I still spend the whole half thinking of you.
August 3, 2014
La Deuxième Partie
His words sprung
with a biting
"Please let the rain wash the filth that covers me; please let the sun boil the skin that is no longer mine. Please take me back to where it all came - let me weed out my desires before it will have turned to pain."
She was twenty one.