Ward Trotter Poet Free verse

Let It Be Recorded

Let it be recorded
my wish to live
where I can sleep 
in good weather or bad
on a beach festooned
in the bric-a-brac
of the ages.

Perhaps a vanishing glow
far to the south
all that is left
of that common pestilence
known intimately
as a lifetime
of earthly dues

Now I am leaning with shoulders leeward
still eyeing the reef submerged
a ship's pilot
steering his vessel
beyond the shoals
victorious
to the open sea

From breath to breath
I exhale the plague
once tyrannical 
against every stemming cell
once dominant
over every
pulsing heartbeat.

The sea now
lives inside my cells
where time itself
tunnels the sun
through woven matrixes
a surface below 
tethered skin

I can only hope
as I fall into sleep
that I soon be awakened
to sea birds squawking 
at something of interest
in the tumbling
surf

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