two poems | LORD it's more than a week in I'm late hello everyone

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here are two poems that I'm trying not to think too much about and just write, one of which I'm about to set for children's choir. Most of my time here will be dedicated to text this time around, but I might set other bits of it as well.

it's a commission for a thing, and essentially what I'm trying to communicate is:

this place is different, and beautiful
I am with you here
and soon we will go home.

#1

the sky is smaller here
the air is thick with stranger's chatter
choked by smog and busy streets
far away from home
the noisy ocean crashes in
on steaming sand and man o' war sting
and sweat and grit adheres to skin

the sky is starved of stars
but shoreline through to bitumen
is glinted with familiar shards,
stubs, stubbies, broken glass
far away from home
on streets spilled out from throbbing clubs
and roaring sounds of screeching cars

the ocean blackens with the sky
but stepping out a silence starts
to dim the chaos left behind
the waters lap a further inch
and waves reach out to brush beside
so far away from home
where no such waters swell and slide

and with this moonless sky
a quiet peace descends at last
when waves roll high and gently guide
a body floating in its pass
the cooler air is soft and thin
as salted wind flows clear and fast

I won't be setting that one


#2

far away
from home

you and I, running wild under endless sky
our soles stained with ochre red sand
and our hearts free to wander far
.

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you and I, side by side by the ocean's shore
our bodies sprayed by breaking waves
our minds free to chart their course

far away
from home

I will be setting that one


sorry I've not posted until now, my routine's been out of wack.
can't wait to read all youses work <3