Baltic Sea

Weather systems

Baltic Sea

Distant foghorns and some milky tea

Amber scattered

On the shores

Washed up from ancient forest floors

The earth pulls softly at my skin

Beckoning me home again

No more beaches or old guitars

Just a skeleton

Asleep among the stars

A skeleton asleep among the stars

The snow falls wet

In Amsterdam

Rusting bicycles and quiet trams

And bakery smells

And market stalls

And houseboats in their

Dark canals

The earth pulls softly...