Woody Guthrie...The Man in the Sand.

Go down to the water where the oil floats by

And drop your head down and cry

And write with your finger in the sand

And mail it out with the tide

Mail it out with the high and the low

And watch the marks on the sand

And listen to the fog on the homeless waves

And feel the salt sea in your hand.

Smell the sea wind - taste on your lips

That foam that rolls over my lost ships

And write your letter once more in the sand

Where the breaker dips and the undertow slips

And when nobody's looking - kiss your hand

And touch to the nose of your man in the sand

And then lay down with your head on his chest

And be nice to your man in the sand.

I'm just a sucker for the sea and poetry... and it's got them together in bundles here..