Surrounded by a quiet sea of words
Unlike the place where I was just annoyed
That coffee shop in Lorton, where the herds
Made noises that I know I should avoid!
I like it here where quietude resides
It seems the words all want to splash my beach
And yet they don’t annoy me with their tides
They’re like the mermaids singing, each to each
And unlike Prufrock, they will sing to me
I’ll dare to eat a peach and drink some wine
I’ll dare to swim in this, their quiet sea
Where words will ebb and flow in grace, divine!
My little songs will linger in this sea
Where human voices wake me, quietly.