From Dreams of Dreams of the Sea and Me
FROM DREAMS OF DREAMS OF THE SEA AND ME
(FOR TONI M.)
Standing, staring seaward,
Sore eyes see the horizon resting content
On the frothing pillows of the beaconing sea;
Here I stand consumed in the web
Of lingering thoughts spun from dreams of dreams
Somehow always dreaming back to me:
Incomplete
Drifting dreams deferred.
The sun peeks out under shades of clouds reflecting
Sable apparitions: Beautiful blackbirds’ breasts
Gleam with ebony luster:
Sweet silent stares shatter.
The chilled ocean breeze conjures
Whispering echoes of screams:
Ancestral moans and groans echo
From the bowels of sunken ships;
Staring seaward, stepping sand
Backwards, I leave fading footprints.
The echoes follow.
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2015
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