Departure

A rock on the beach,
cold lava of unspoken questions,
only summer rain can move me,
like heavy chains dragging my body
in a betrothal with the ocean.

Ships floating on ice,
your hands left me ashore,
swaying the whole sea on my arms cradle.

Amid stones and seagull wings
I feel unable to return to myself,
where tears are constantly trembling
over my icy smile.

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8 thoughts on “Departure

  1. Wonderful poem!

  2. “Ships floating on ice,
    your hands left me ashore,
    swaying the whole sea on my arms cradle”

    I was captivated by the images you give and consumed in the desire to dig deeper into what the narrator is going through. I love when that happens. I will be saving this to bookmarks and reading over again. You are a wonderful poet and I am happy to have you join us at FWF and I hope you will write for me again soon. Fabulous work!

    Kellie

    • Thank you very much, Kellie. I am really happy you liked my poem posted today, it is here only because I saw your inspiring picture on your blog, otherwise this poem would have been left somewhere between my drafts.

  3. nice imagery

  4. This is plain awesome.

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