‘The sea is near’


The sea is near
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Just words

The sea is near

“We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth

“Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’ver, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, morn of toil, nor night of waking”–Sir Walter Scott

“Easy life and quiet death”–Sir Walter Scott

The sea is near

Old Poet sat alone at the Monterey Irish Pub on the pier. It is late 1996. He wrote. “Old debts are not due. Just forgotten. Just forgotten promises made. Beautiful faces loved, not forgotten. Just the old Poet bleeding words and dead memories into harden skin and his broken heart.

The sea is near. The Poet solitude friend. She was always waiting for him, like a jealous lovers not willing to release his love. He loved the sea for she…

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