Old I am and tired,|
Asleep beneath the sea grape vine.
Invisible between its roots
And the ledges of the shell rock middens;
This shore that once was mine.
This old house
Has always been my house of refuge;
Is the only one that stands
In tribute to the ships and battles
Fought against the Florida sea.
This old house and I
Have heard the hollow din of gulls
As they've fished in swells.
We've listened to the searching sounds
Of warning bells cutting 'cross a storm.
We've kept the secrets
Of treasures and pirates pleasures,
And hid our eyes from fortunes spent
By men and governments in battles
'Gainst my brothers and the elements.
Of saving courage, we've lived to see
That nature never meant for any man
To lose, to win to challenge.
And in seeing, we learned to balance.
As you stand
Before this house, be honored.
Few men will keepers be.
Most slip between the shifting sands;
Mournful, losing, never learning.
Remember me in the first breath
That lived here free and in the breath
Now blowing 'cross the sea.
I am he who bends in life to wind.
I am Native
Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. She is currently working on a collection of poems that express the true soul of Woodstock, America's first art colony.
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THAT SUNDAY FEELING (April 2001)
SOMEWHERE (March 2001)
SAVANNA SONG (March 2001)