Poem "The Maine Wall"
With her the time is spent divine.
Watching as the waves become mine.
My shadow starts his long journey.
It's probably still to early.
Move our chairs back, yet it's too soon.
Waves aren't moved fast by the moon.
An unseen wall shows without flaws.
Wrapped itself round us with cold claws.
The wall is faster than the waves.
Now we move to escape our graves.
Revive us with a divine dish.
Berry crumble was my real wish.