Black Ford Morning
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Spray your fields with something strong.
Set ditches. Drain your land.
Make a rock wall right along
your farmhouse, as you've planned.
Clean your gutter free of moss.
Whitewash those walls outside.
Bless the house you've built, to face
Out any ocean tide.
Lead your cattle to your lake.
Let them drink their fill.
Lead them back to graze and make
a green field of your soil.
Neighbours might soon pass and say
"God spare you and your field.
It's in God's name! Keep tides at bay!
You'll make those oceans yield!"
Buy a grave plot by the bay,
Behind a castle's stone.
Rest your head back from the sea,
far from its scratching moan.
So, more land's taken, year by year?
So what? That castle wall!
Who says, "A straying wind will tear
the waters on us all?"!!
* * * * *
There's prophecies
locked in the parish hall.
They say the sea
will rise and take us all.
Set ditches. Drain your land.
Make a rock wall right along
your farmhouse, as you've planned.
Clean your gutter free of moss.
Whitewash those walls outside.
Bless the house you've built, to face
Out any ocean tide.
Lead your cattle to your lake.
Let them drink their fill.
Lead them back to graze and make
a green field of your soil.
Neighbours might soon pass and say
"God spare you and your field.
It's in God's name! Keep tides at bay!
You'll make those oceans yield!"
Buy a grave plot by the bay,
Behind a castle's stone.
Rest your head back from the sea,
far from its scratching moan.
So, more land's taken, year by year?
So what? That castle wall!
Who says, "A straying wind will tear
the waters on us all?"!!
* * * * *
There's prophecies
locked in the parish hall.
They say the sea
will rise and take us all.
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It's literally drowning itself slowly.
The midwestern fault running through the east-midwestern section of the United States is 150 years overdue for its usual outburst of tectonic movement. Scientists predict that, at its extreme, the earthquake would cause Denver to become oceanfront property and a most important seaport.
We are not meant for the sea.
LOL
staring into the little square of your face
i am lost
and am wondering
what your eyes sought
in that moment
that instant
by which time did fly
my soft terry held you
and covered your mane
bears, blue and smiling
snuck peaks from behind you
your softest places
caught in my light
yet still they don't know how
they move me
these things Will change
and innocence pass
over and through me
while i do stand guard
and when my work is finished
then i will be weary
and ready to move
to Saint Thomas
i'll let the sun paint me
and i'll paint a bicycle
and tell stories to tourists
i know are not true
and i will die happy
as long as you promise
to carry my ashes
back over the island
and bring them to rest
in the deep ocean blue
lined up, a cold lore sung
no bells for the dead
no day more forlorn ring
sing epitaphs love
play feathered fret dove
this song my more favorite
rain come down, rain come
black ford stretch thee too far
eyes see black thee eyed mar
aforementionedly
opalescently
aftersongishly
barred
not buried beneath
root tree root earth
a century's death
in angelic rebirth
but left fathered fret dove
below the ground above
sweet ray sweet to love son
rain come down, rain come come
Thanks, Yellow.
i was wondering when y'all'd get up