Until the Sun Sings [Again]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The sputters and flutters

Around the almond-like wood

Slowly lifts my eyelids

 

Even the moon has departed

Having collected all the glitter

Admiring his tainted elegance

 

And the black blanket

rocking my boat

Has kept the horizon a secret

 

I have mistaken it for pride

But the sea was only coy

 

And so it breathed to the angels

A few that have eluded from

the moon's sliver throne

 

Blue and white and violet stars

surfacing with the humming whale

To guide me through the fears

As I unsurely sail

Until the dusk clears

 

Strumming a silent melody

that sailors disdain

 

Until the sun is reborn

to sing my story -again-

 

 

 

Author's Note

Whadya think? Comments and reviews are appreciated.

Reviews

[Time Crosser]

Lovely. Great use of imagery here. I like how you keep it dark, not letting us in on too much. You managed to describe where you are in this point in your life, how it translates your position and how you feel without literally mentioning what it IS that your going through. I must say, what beautiful imagery.
I do feel a slight tone of loneliness, "not so sureness" and dreariness in your expressions, but i also see sparks of hope and can sense an up beat vibe.
This was really a delightful read.
Bravo.

[Judas Hammer]

beautiful, descriptive, the way you manipulated the images made this a wonderful journey. Great work

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the strong description and the feel of the poem. Create a nice vision of sea and the night. The ending made the poem complete. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Tree Bark]

i really really like your poem! :)