Coast in View

(to the Psychedelic Furs "Ghost in You")

A car in your lane honks at light
And on the screen are bits and bytes
The sirens seeping through
It’s a typical day

Chairs may feel like chains
You'll run, run, run
To have a weekend away

In time you
Will make move
And all this fades
With coast in view
Cards well played
In rear view
Your old you
A spec of gray

A race of one you take in stride
The running shoes are worn and dried
No dust accrues on you
No children at play

Rain falls down at two
And sun, sun, sun
You see clouds in the way

Skies chide you
Subdued you
But you can trade
With coast in view
You’re okay
Inside you
Your child queued
Can she come play?

When we’re old it makes no sense
Our lives are filled with supplements
Just simplify the time
Just give it a way

Wade in just the same
And waves, waves, waves
Will slowly sweep you away

The world view
Can chew through
And make you slave
With coast in view
Smile and wave
It’s not new
The sand dunes
Can be reclaimed
The coast in you
It won’t fade.

The Squid

"My squid days are over,"
I said to my friend
Who swam in the ocean
From noon time till ten.

"I travel through ocean
In search of some food
The shrimp are quite tasty
And herring are too.

I think there is more
Than this domicile wet.
There's times that I've wanted
To be vertebrate."

My friend, she just floated
Like most molluscs do.
She gobbled some cod
And swallowed and chewed.

"I'd rather be whale
Who's awesome and big.
Not bulbous and flimsy
I need a new gig!

"Or maybe a dolphin
Who's graceful and gray
Who giggles in ocean
And loves to go play.

"A crab would be neat-o
There's lobster or shark
Or maybe a dogfish.
I'd learn how to bark."

Then voice from my buddy
Who's meal had digested
"So why not be squid
After all you've invested?"

I scoffed for a moment
Then floated around
I wondered why squidding
Was life unprofound.

I swim as I please
I eat when I'm hungry
No cartilaged knees
No ACL quand'ry.

I've friends in the ocean
There's water to drink
I could become writer.
I've plenty of ink.

How many sea swimmers
Enjoy jet propulsion?
My skin is so smooth
I don't need no lotion.

I smiled for a moment
For squids often grin
I gurgled some laughter
I said to my friend:

"You're wise my dear lady
You've opened my eye.
Let's go grab some dinner
There's shrimpies nearby."

Hoi Toides

(to War's "Low Riders")

Down east friends know the hoi toide
The hoi toides go to beach and loiter

The hoi toides talk a little stranger
Hoi toides aren’t any danger

Hey

Hoi toides fish every week, yeah
Hoi toides have a fav’rite creek, yeah

Hoi toides they talk too fast, now
Hoi toides make evenings last

Get a little ship
Take a little trip
Then a little dip in sea
Here’s a little tip
Be a little hip
Leave the little job for sea.

MacFriday

BP

(to "Born Free")

BP
We’re free cos’ the oil flows
On balance sheet cash grows
We’re free for lawyers are smart

BP
Our ocean was once blue
Yet darker shade suits you
At beach, you’ll love all the tar

BP
Our profits will soothe you
You’ll like us in 4-0-1
So please, from us, don’t run

BP
The sea is worth saving
‘Less we’re misbehaving
(Then)Don’t knock BP

(We dream, free markets will come true)
Then free of these safety binds
Then we’ll po-lice our crimes

BP
So stop all your whining
And get with your driving
And fund BP.