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Tales of Brave Ulysses
Eric Clapton/Martin Sharp
You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence
of the sun.
And the colours of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches
with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves
are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.
And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And
her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving
deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you
want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.
Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And
you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By
the sirens sweetly singing.
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with
you to the hard land of the winter.
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related internet links
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For mature travelers,
slow walkers,
wheelchair travelers,
their families and their friends.
"Making the world
more accessible"™...
since 1985
this beautiful West Sussex
village has a website all of
its own, maintained by the
incredibly talented Valerie Martin.
this link takes you to a page we
created on our
Rise Up Like The Sun website.
with all the links you'll need
to get to Valerie's website
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