13 April 2011

It Wearies Me, You Say It Wearies You

Day 13, PAD Challenge. Prompt: "remember an old relationship."

never easy, that ship rocking on
the ocean and all her various

treasures upon it, anxiously awaiting news
of shoring, safe, hand held

aloft to test for favorable winds,
eyes searching out clear skies,

the crow an ill-omen, croaking
as it flies north, over the

stables, the broken syllables she
scratches out in two columns,

given, received, the multi-
colored bill of lading bright

as the jewel of a bruise that graces
her arm.

in dark-dim, the wooden chair,
the wine poured out and she, again,
a queen beside you, candle-bright

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