Friday, October 09, 2015

Moonlight With Galway Hookers

Came sunset on the water,
silent as ancient graves,
rolling with the hidden moon
comes softly rocking waves;

gliding sliding side by side,
our red sails slowly fill,
the secret moon calls us on,
as clouds hang thick and still;

the Galway shore fades away,
a moonlit course appears,
my landlocked soul sighs content:
set free, my fever clears;

with slicing bow, every roll
between water and wind,
moonlight guides our destiny,
sailing sailing onward.

© 2015 ACG 

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Ballad of the Lost Forlorn

There was a day when all was still
and peace descended fair;
there was a day I climbed that hill
to touch the rarest air;

I saw the clouds above me roar,
I heard the West Wind scream;
I knew my heart could live no more
for there you killed my dream;

The blue above, the green below,
it all turned into death;
you robbed me of my very soul,
and stole my final breath.

And now I fly among the clouds,
my hair's the whipping storm,
I ride the West Wind's fever'd howl,
I am the Lost Forlorn.

© ACG 
28 December 2014

Sunday, November 02, 2014

Take The Wild

Perhaps I never should have wandered here
for the heartache of your lusting sneaky soul,
tangling me
in suffocating confusion;
I sought the sunlight
through your wicked shadow;
my placement here confounds
your cruel control;
this is not your place
it is mine;
your insatiable effort
to change me
within the fire
of my sunset.


02 November 2014

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Under The Blood Moon

the moon loses itself
and fades into orange,
molested by the sun's overbearing light,
on the far side from me;
Everyone loves the Blood Moon.

But I just want the moon back,
I want to know it is there,
when I look up ~
shining glowing whitely
against the night sky
or hovering softly
with the morning's first breath,
I want to know it is there,
whether or not I look up ~
as familiar as your face in the window.

Everyone else loves the Blood Moon.


08 October 2014

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Take Out Your Ship

Take out your ship
let out your sail
raise your anchor
and sail away ~
though storms be brewing
take out your ship ~
when the sea is black
when the horizon's gone
the stars will guide you
the winds will lead you
the waves will lift you
and carry you home ~
for home will find you
when your journey's done.

Take out your ship
let out your sail
raise your anchor
and sail away.

© ACG 
21 August 2014