Monday, September 1, 2008

Sacrifice

With no moonlight on her hair-
She's saddened by her ebbing chi,
A sea strand of land
Like a finger reaching
Through the sea amid roses, beckoning.
Her hand gliding away like imperial
Seagulls on a breath of air.
She's going to become less as
A watery mermaid amid earthed boundaries.
Crashing waves echo one conversation
In this cruel moment where
love was forever left away.
Clouds came in concealing unrivaled
Content in finding her moon.

2 comments:

Michelle Johnson said...

Hey Scott~ Thanks for giving my skeleton poem a try. You did really well with this exercise. Making it your own with some restraints in place makes for a good challenge, don't you think? Nice job. Have a nice day.

lissa said...

I like your take, you crafted a beautiful story, full of longings