If it weren’t for that moon
I could set you free
If it weren’t for the sun
You would be with me
If it weren’t for those stars
I could lose my way
If it weren’t for your heart
In the Milky Way
the moon
To the Jot
The moon told me you shouldn’t wait
Don’t hold back, don’t hesitate
She said to give it all you’ve got
And she’d match you, down to the jot
Sails
The moon told me that you could sigh
For all these heavy-heart goodbyes
And she’d put wind back in your sails
When you were ready to inhale
To the Lip
The moon asked me to fill your cup
With yarns and rhymes from sailors’ sups
Each time your soul doth take a sip
You’ll fill hers up back to the lip
Libertas Virtuti
The moon told me we must stay true
To what makes me, me, and what makes you, you
If we can hold on, steadfastly
We’ll know libertas virtuti
Rest in Peace
The moon told me she’d gone to bed
To dream of all that which you dread
She’d hollow out these hopes deceased
And so tonight, you’d rest in peace
The Sun Erstwhile
The Sun erstwhile waited
For the Moon to glow
He waxed and waned,
And wooed and wailed
But she never showed
Wolf
Sure as the Atlantic tide
Sure as MY Cam will collide
Sure as winter harbours spring
Sure as ends are beginnings
Sure as I could ever be,
That moon will bring you back to me
Stride
The moon told me you needn’t hide
She said that she had turned your tide
And this year, you’d hit your stride
When the Time Comes
When the time comes
That you need to talk,
I’ll collect your words
And then carve them in rock
When the time comes
That you need to rest,
I will bury your heart
Inside of my chest
When the time comes
That you need to be free
I will give your body
Back to the sea
When the time comes
That you say goodbye
I will breathe your spirit
I will send it moon-high
malarky musings 