Loveless Lullaby

Wakey, wakey rise and shine,
When the tide was high and you were mine,

Diamonds shine when put with Gems,
Left alone, they turn to sand,

Look West to Islands of Gold,
Watch the waves turn and fold,

As I wish upon a star,
I think of you and where we are,

With bated breath I wait,
For the Loveless Lullaby intake,

In competition with myself again,
a false sense of security appears,

A bottomless chair, A nameless name, a faceless face
and a loveless lullaby remain,

The gull swoops on the wing,
eyes scanning far and near in the spaces in between,

The surf churns rocks deliciously breaking,
a sound as normal and as frequent in time,

The trees on the horizon line,
sway and mime,

Branches like arms outstretched,
reach for the sky,

A comfortable place, a real fine time to begin a loveless lullaby.

Trevor Seery - September 2008