greedy for solitude I rise
as the screaming cockerel
insinuates break of day
to the weary diver long submerged
cleaving for purchase to the clanging stones
long has he raptured on the ocean bed
in sensual collapse from the fall of eve
retrieving irretrievable matter
between sea demons and sea dreams

watch as he rises towards the cliff
where as a boy he once looked down
at this same cottage in the crumbling cove
and did not know it

[first posted Jun 20, 2013]