Tag Archives: oceans

Contraband: a chantey (shanty)

Posted on April 26, 2011 by John

We never see the sight of land except to bury treasure; the nights we roll upon the sea are numbered beyond measure. Our toil and strife is never done, our sleep is but an hour; we cross the mighty waterways … Continue reading →

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Salt of the Earth

Posted on July 28, 2006 by John

Imagine a person made completely out of salt. If that person chooses to be immersed in the ocean, their very being is absorbed by the sea. Once their head is beneath the waves, no distinction can be made between their … Continue reading →

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A Different Kind of Shore

Posted on June 14, 2004 by John

When one looks out past the breaking waves at ocean’s end those across the sea seem much less remote connected by this expanse of constant movement. Away from the sea In a great endless valley, peering at the edge of … Continue reading →

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Finding the Ocean (Again)

Posted on July 11, 2003 by John

I have looked for long hours across the bay, sensing in the coming dawn some great sign; after my simple chores are done each day, when each minute spent does not seem so fine, along the windswept shore I roam, … Continue reading →

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Finding the Ocean

Posted on July 10, 2003 by John

I have lingered long by the endless shore, voice lost to the surf, that infinite shift that pulls itself from the littered ocean floor and upon which my thoughts float free and drift; for many years I saw only the … Continue reading →

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