Singing Whale

[waxen granite]

Singing Whale

Singing I
once in blue
Singing I
on the wave

              On the way home 
                 On all sea gaze 
                    On all stars 
                                 that we made 

Singing on
the embrace
Singing over
the bridge

Singing
On the all side

On kinds of hope

   Onto hold be 

Singing
much evermore
Singing
I great in free

            On of all time 
              Onto last breeze 
                 Onward go back...

home

Singing
I to the mate
Singing
I for the hedge

              For love I much to please 
              For the heart be to come 

See me
that still I believe
That still have a hope

[waxen granite]

The Bun Girl

There once this time
Too much sick of me
Tremble down the breeze
Taken out my life
To thinkable
To take one life
Trespassing the lane
Turning back to grave
Then at the bridge
The bun girl came
To that moment of peace
That give me a piece of love
"Twinkle isn't star?" said she
"This is where I stare."
"To what reason mate?"
Thought me in word I spoke
"To me & my hope." replied she
Thinking must be nice
To have a friend alike
This bun girl one
Taming my soul from die
"The river comes & goes." she spoke
"To where it shall be?"
"To the sea my friend," answered me
"Then throughing rain it comes home."
The bun girl froze
This word made her glanced me
"That is so poetic of thee."