M's Poetry
Out At Sea
You haven't changed at all
not much does in a frame on a wall
the paper's tarred and brown
If I hold you too close, you blur
fearing it will fade away in darkness
So throw it overboard
and the next time we hit shore
I will stay behind
his salty charm, his words so pure
leaves me choking on the sand
and his waves come in again
and he takes my hand
Gotta hold myself away
by blocking out the light of day
I can't hold you the way that I used to
a picture you truly are
all that grin on your lovely face
and where there's no room for lies
he lies across the breeze
calling to me
find me, find me
somewhere offshore...
2006@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
not much does in a frame on a wall
the paper's tarred and brown
If I hold you too close, you blur
fearing it will fade away in darkness
So throw it overboard
and the next time we hit shore
I will stay behind
his salty charm, his words so pure
leaves me choking on the sand
and his waves come in again
and he takes my hand
Gotta hold myself away
by blocking out the light of day
I can't hold you the way that I used to
a picture you truly are
all that grin on your lovely face
and where there's no room for lies
he lies across the breeze
calling to me
find me, find me
somewhere offshore...
2006@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
