Churn and Chide
I.
Beneath the coldest spray of greenish hue
Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves
And Death a word we try hard to construe
While staring into depths of azure graves
Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves
Speaking a shyly rhythmic soliloquy
While staring into depths of azure graves
As sirens softly sing, slightly off key
Speaking a shyly rhythmic soliloquy
Waves cascading on a dark distant shore
As sirens softly sing, slightly off key
Trailing symphonies of Poseidon’s lure
Waves cascading on a dark distant shore
The cadence rising with the evening tide
Trailing symphonies of Poseidon’s lure
Churning now as Death’s laughter bursts inside
The cadence rising with the evening tide
While whorls of seaweed fan like silken hair
Churning now as Death’s laughter bursts inside
And turbulent eyes fill with naught but fear
While whorls of seaweed fan like silken hair
Whipping froth into an ominous smile
And turbulent eyes fill with naught but fear
Yet the sea remains serene all the while
Whipping froth into an ominous smile
And death a word we try hard to construe
Yet the sea remains serene all the while
Beneath the coldest spray of greenish hue
II.
Regretful tears will crash upon life’s shore
As our thoughts shimmer like a coral reef
Sea’s immenseness shaking us to the core
Unfathomable, much like our own grief
As our thoughts shimmer like a coral reef
Searching shortening days for so much more
Unfathomable, much like our own grief
Reminding us of what life holds in store
Searching shortening days for so much more
Sea’s beauty flirting with our roving eye
Reminding us of what life holds in store
Beneath our very last, delicious sigh
Sea’s beauty flirting with our roving eye
As Dolphins jump towards horizon’s crest
Beneath our very last, delicious sigh
With Starfish chiding our now silent chest
As Dolphins jump towards horizon’s crest
Sharks swim swiftly past like a phantom thief
With Starfish chiding our now silent chest
The joys of life we find are all too brief
Sharks swim swiftly past like a phantom thief
As ghosts of sailors drift upon the waves
The joys of life we find are all too brief
Too soon we'll lie in still watery graves
As ghosts of sailors drift upon the waves
Sea’s immenseness shaking us to the core
Too soon we'll lie in still watery graves
Regretful tears will crash upon life’s shore
Copyright © Bernadette Langer | Year Posted 2010
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