Salt Tide

SALT TIDE

Stranded in a spooky town
Spit and grit under my skin
Fiery, red-dressed afternoon
Sunny place for shady people
Backwater of the lost and found
Salt Tide, I’ll put it in the ground

Dark clouds start rolling in
Clumsy cotton wool faces
Tinged with distant fury
Sun’s shadow is wearing thin
But it won’t be, I’ll confess
Dirty weather that breaks us

Source to spring silt out
Muted subterranean thump
Of a thousand mermaid tails
They move a little to the left
I move a little to the right
Riparian mythical water sprite

Rock salt and muddied waters
Cold wind is blowing strong
Turning over a new leaf
Reveals a black-holed underside
Slack water’s on the move
Twisted into a roughened groove

Liquid crystals, diamonds and light
Snowflakes of optical dust
Blue moon spins on its axis
And so do I, oh so do I
Beckons me to follow its trail
Electrical impulse third rail

There's a stray dog that lives
Somewhere in you and in me
All animal and innocence
Destined either to float or sink
I’ll meet it at the Salt Tide
Beneath where mystic nymphs hide