A Captain goes down with his ship, It's the responsible thing to do, But my duty to my crew is dead, As dead as them bloated below, And my honor was sunk long ago, A wreck unsalvageable, This scuttled ship is worth no life, So why, Can't I pry my fingers from this helm?
Tag: Poetry
Reversals
A distant sense of “nevermore”,Keeps me pinned onto the floor,Wallowing, self-pitying,While she leaves wanting more,Slipping out the back door.
This is no Tragedy
When he said he loved me,I took him in my arms,And anointed him in holy oil.When he said he'd save me,I whispered the secrets,Of my heart’s own riddles.When he said he'd be mine,I bloodied my own hands,And kissed him as reward.When he said he'd leave me,I burned it all down,And that, I won't regret.
A small desk fan dies
A small desk fan dies,In the stillness that follows,The summer heat laughs.
The winds of summer
The winds of summer,Laden with humidity,Steals away my breath.
Your Judging Eyes
Despite the summer heat,Shivers crawl up my spine,Submerged in the chill,Of your judging eyes.
The Feckless Lie
I continue to live this feckless lie, That time is the healer of all things, That "moving forward" is to mean, "You can leave the past behind," When truth says otherwise: After this journey, I'm back again, To the start, The end, Still.
Along this river
Along this river,The boundary of my land,And it seems, my life,This, no longer my country,A nation of strife and war.
Summer scorches roads
Summer scorches roads,So even seasoned merchants,Take the scenic routes.
Reaching for sunlight
Reaching for sunlight,Aching for morning’s embrace,So the flower blooms.
Discarded Recollections 