Someone watches me from the water.
A head bobs in the shallow waves.
Yellow eyes sparkle in the sunlight.
A man rises from the waves.
A man in a wet suit.
The yellow spots must have been
a reflection from the sun.
He shot me with a spear gun.
Will I wake to find
it had been a bad dream?
I hope so.
The beauty of nature.
It is a living and breathing
It entices us.
It bemuses us.
It challenges us.
But most of all,
it inspires us.
He lights my fire to take me higher.
The town’s on fire, set by the sire.
He comes tonight for the big fight.
He comes for me from the dark sea.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
You can’t ask for anything more.
Come and frolic with me.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
We can no longer pretend
The Dead will rise from the sea.