~ The tide goes to the shore,
With each breath you take,
Steady, peaceful sleep.
And I wish I could share it with you.
Alas, I am waltzing with my demons this night.
Your face is so peaceful,
Like the serenity of a summer song.
And well, I am
That ocean that toils and churns,
Never sleeping, ever moving.
And I wonder what dreams you are dreaming,
As I sit here in the candlelight
And watch you sleep. ~
B.J.H. 09-19-2014
The stars sing me a lullaby
Dark melodic tunes
That Chopin would adore
The Moon wears sliver white
As she embraces me with her light
I sit on my porch enjoying
this magickal evening
My life is calm
Recent hurts at rest
Fireflies dance to the stars song
Slow and dazzling
the add to the perfect calm
I send my wish to my wishing star
As I drift into sleep
Lulled by the lullaby
The Stars wrote for me
B.J.H.
August 7, 2013
Twas a chill spring night
The moon was low
I saw her walking along the dunes
Oh, how the waves pounded
The beach that night
the ocean angry at the world of light
She was alone, not frightened of being swept away
Thunder rumbled
Wind howled
She was a shimmer of white
In the tempest night
I wanted to hear her fabled moan
But the force of nature
Was to fierce for my mortal soul
But I’ve heard it said
By moon and star
In rain or fog
She walks along the dunes
They don’t say why
Only that she cries
Heard best on bitter cold nights
I plan to comeback to this forgotten shore
And hear a bit more of her story
I believe tis a love she lost
While walking in the storm.
B.J.H. 1-18-05/June 2013
Inspired by Assateague Island and The Legend of Molly Of The Dunes by Ed Ocknowitz
Dreamscape Poetry 