Slumber's Ketch

Slumber's Ketch was one of the first pieces I put down on "paper" and one of the most fun to write.  I'm not sure where the title came from but it just works.  It has become sort of a moniker for the vessel that is my writing.  We all, if lucky enough anymore to get to a good dream state, dream.  Many times we can't remember them, and often don't want to.  But dreaming is very important to the health of the human mind and subconcious.  Waking up at 3 a.m. can be a great time to write, especially if a great idea enters your mind.  Come sail with me on Slumber's Ketch.  After all, I am the Captain.

Laying here at 3a.m. I stumble with the thought,

That I should be in other lands more often, but I'm not.

I reach for a drink and draw it near, my throat a parched abyss.

Oh how I miss your sweet embrace, and honeysuckle kiss.

I ride the seas a tattered man naked in the rain,

Searching shores and village scenes to find you once again.

Once more adrift on Slumber's ketch, your image I embrace.

I'd ride through Hell forever more, to see your angel face.

"Leave me now!" I curse the light which taunts these endless days.

That I might dream of you tonight caught up in your rays.

Minutes turn to endlessness within this dream anew,

And I reach shore just in time to catch a glimpse of you.

You round the corner and out of sight you slip without a sound.

My heart in pieces round me falls silent to the ground.

I sweep it up and tuck it in a wound that will not seal,

This emptiness of broken man that only you can heal.

With one last breath I reach for you and catch you by the arm,

"Sail with me on Slumber's ketch, I'll keep you from all harm."

A new horizon beckons us; we know not where it's sending.

Unnamed shores await our hearts; this song is never ending.

Slumber's ketch sets sail each night rugged on the waves,

Launching from a thousand ports memories it saves.

Oh, sail with me on Slumber's ketch far into the night...

Yes, sail with me on Slumber's ketch to reach the morrow's light.