Summer Blues

 

Blue notes cry
From inside the bar
Out across the bay.
The summer heat
About to break,
As thunder calls
On the rain
To wash the streets.
To sweep away
The worries of the everyday,
That never touch
This foreign shore
This island floating
In impossibility.
 
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 26 July 2016

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Turn

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I wish I could have held you there
Half way down the stair
When you turned back and looked my way.
Captured your likeness in the fleeting moment
When the dawn light shone upon your hair
And the dust motes danced a halo about your silhouette.
For you’ve never looked more wonderful
Than on the day you went away.
 
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Maybe Next Time

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Maybe next time
Another place
Just not here.

Maybe tomorrow
A kiss
Instead of tears.

Maybe the sun will shine
On the other side,
Not on me
But that lucky guy.

Maybe another life,
A new beginning,
For this boy, but under
A different sky.
 
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Originally Published 27 April 2016

Schedule to Depart

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We’ve got time,
My love,
Too much time

But not enough patience.
For all the waiting around we need

To see each other in the right light
And fall in love again.

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Originally Published 18 March 2016

Mingle

Your arm is draped across my shoulder
While my arm is wrapped about your waist.
I can feel you smiling, as you look across to the sea
And you’re smiling at the ocean, that something so wonderful could be.

Your hand is clasped within mine
As we make our way barefoot across the sand
And seabirds dance above us in the utter blue of the sky,
While the sunbeams embrace the deep and ever-changing waves.

We halt motionless between sea and sky and dunes
And listen to the music, this tune composed by nature for us alone.
We stand and watch the tide encroach
Upon the beach, see it caressed by the gentle loving foam.
 
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The Cartography of Skin

A tattoo of scars
Draws a map of how I’ve sinned.
It shows the route that I have travelled
In my journey on Earth, from birth until today.
Continents drawn contain the highest peaks
Where eagles dwell, then swoop down into
Vast valleys of despair lit only by lights absence.
There are islands of love here and there
Set adrift on barren seas.
While monsters lurk beneath the waves
As ocean tides rise and fall
With the pulsing of my heart.
With this tattoo of scars
I travel; on a path mapped by
This cartography of skin.

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Originally Published 5 January 2016

The Scar

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I’m love,
I’m hate,
I’m experience,
I’m the scar.

I laugh,
I cry,
I’m the crashing wave,
I’m the power.

I build,
I burn,
I’m going nuclear,
I’m the stars.

I’ll live
I’m strong.
Made of sticks and stones
Beyond harm.

© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 18 July 2014

Weary

The man put down his newspaper.
His eyes were not what they once had been,
They had seen too much
Of war and hate, and change.
So he closed his eyes to shut out the dark
And slept right there in his old armchair for a while.
He dreamed of when he was younger;
He dreamt of all of his firsts,
First kiss, first dance, first nights.
Always the first and never the last,
For in his dreams
He wasn’t chained within a body that creaked.
His world was not bound by those four familiar walls
And the good times would come back and greet him.
Because in his life there had been many good times;
There had been joy, he’d known love, he’d known laughter.
For the lights of his memory might dim
But they’d never go out.
For in dreams
They came back to greet him.

© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 22 December 2015