On My Death

By Peter Halstead

May that distant sky receding
Forever in the foaming sea;
May the edge of the horizon, bleeding
Water from infinity;

May the flooding ocean night
Catch the wind and stop the tide
That washes hours out of light;
May my childhood summers rush and glide

Over all the errors in my eyes,
Over all the dark that worlds pit
Against the torches of the skies;
May the waves the future tries to fit

On our crumbling continental shelf
Break, and mix, and swell the beaches with myself.

November 19th & 28th, 2010
Lanikai

March 26th, 2020
Kailua

December 1st, 2nd & 3rd, 2020
Kailua