Blue angels and Whales

Blue Angles and whales

my spirit swims the slip stream with them 

In the azure dappled 

Drifting dreams of them

Under wave 

Thermal Undercurrent 

Lazy lulling in the kelp

until  atlantic rollers thunder

crash me down 

drowning in salt 

sea and sand 

and all the foam of spray 

I am broken shell and drift wood

me on the side lines

Flotsam and jetsam 

Me on the margins

Smiling at the tide turns

Blue Angles and whales

Surround me happy

Float me away, 

lead me to depths

in the midnight slow waters

following shoals 

in the silver shimmer 

to the exquisite 

under-horizon

Sun lemon

We run the falling air.

Slam the closing door 

And open the vacuum heart with White pure  fear. 

But I will not

Cannot

Refuse this

And Will not flinch 

And will not fall to despair 

But stare Satan out and down his gun barrel throat, until a new world comes to squeeze all his putrid filth out.

Do I dare test my faith?

Do I Lilly livered dare believe? 

to the uttermost 

Yes to the gun point

To the jagged edge.

Sideways to the high blue Sunday sky, 

another horizon, another life, 

seeps perfume from the rose garden walls of heaven, music faraway, kids playing, 

this worlds sepia lustre 

receding in the haze

Somewhere very very far away the sea-children laugh and play in the sparkling waves and leaping spray