Wednesday, 26 May 2010

To the Waves

Silent
And rising
She comes and goes in waves.
Falling
And smiling
She never leaves a trace.

Her spells and boundaries
Spill on my page
When I, drifter and she,
Moonlight
Dance without a face.

Still
And waiting
Like a storm untamed
The wind and sky
Know her many names.

And the way she returns
Will never be the same.
Her footprints will vanish
Along the path she came.

- for Suzanne

2 comments:

serah fosters ink said...

... a beautiful dedication ... poignant beyond measure ...

Her spells and boundaries
Spill on my page
When I, drifter and she,
Moonlight
Dance without a face.

... an outstanding second stanza ... immensely exquisite imagery and poetic expression ... an echoing emptiness that captivates as much as it moves ...

And the way she returns
Will never be the same.
Her footprints will vanish
Along the path she came.

... overwhelming ... a closure that haunts and reverberates ... the notes of a loss that lash out of these lyrical lines ... unforgettable ...

serah

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Aazar said...

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