Waves So High
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In this wild sea I grab the flotsam,
harshly heaved,
waves so high
that up is down and my arms fatigued.
So free
At last unfettered
And the only woe I have is:
Will my arms hold?
Will this board stay in one piece?
Will I finally immerse, drown, go down?
The night above, constellation in consternation,
in gloomy twilight dark as icy sea below.
Their light a callous last reminder.
Cold-bloodedly cruel
Once was a time
I prayed that love would salvage me,
that sea and beach
would only be there
for me to harvest shells
and sing my love in sandy painted words.
The moon a beaming mouth
of merciful compassion,
a little boat too far to reach
but comforting, lulling me to
sleep so deep, so deep.
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April 29, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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