noyade

Our ship had taken on water. Long ago. Still, I wait, Bound to the mast, Blindfolded, Deafened, Gagged, Yet the lightning dazzles, The roaring of the storm does not cease, And the bloody tang of salt spray... My throat burns, As I cry for thee. Impossible.

An Old Wish

I'm too old for wishes, My children remind me. Little brats, I say. Don't I deserve, To cash in all of my time, And remember what it felt like, -- for just one moment, I beg you -- To be young and loved. and to have the wisdom to appreciate it this time.

Spring Sunrise

Lingering just outside of work, still in my old car,In the dark hours before the sunrise, While false flurries fall like discarded static. The car stereo beats a rhythm that aches around me,Yet the world seems awfully dim 'neath yellow headlights,Yearning for something lostIn that transient strangeness of an earlier Spring. Like our breath, I … Continue reading Spring Sunrise

Your Smile; My Smile

Adoration becomes you:Your grey eyes shimmer,Your smile is sharper,Your laugh is brighter,Your world seems better.My jealousy knows no bounds. I feel like a phantom pain,Sadness that lingers,Waiting for the day,That your happinessDulls to cruel boredom.Will you still be beautiful? I choose happiness,Let me be selfish,Just this once, oh God.