A bitter heart
Too long on the land, too long without love
Bleeding hills
Rain swept longing and the sound of the wind
Too far away
The sea is too far away to transform his heart
Old and ruined
No children to see, no grandchildren to love
He withers
until the sea comes to him
Tag: old
Old = New
Modern fashions
wearing the latest fashions
We are fashionable
what those before wore is gone
Modern and futuristic
wearing what dreams come
We wear art-borrowed
what remake of something old
No Longer Young
Soft colours play in the light,
her figure once so near to me.
Scattered sunlight plays on my heart,
and her figure vanishes from my sight.
So near to my younger skin –
now, I’m so old.
I stand in the Satie sounds –
no longer young.
C & K 