Sunday, 17 October 2010

FAREWELL

A free ship
sailing the empty
seas of life
the wind 
and the rain blowing
through
my fading blond
hair
no more worries
of leaving this
empty bed
I am alive
against a hard 
pole that fights
against my soul
The fish jump
in time with the waves
wrestling with me
we are in a race
to stop the 
the fingers
of time
one mermaid
leans heavily 
against the clocks
hour hand
like a tangled root
it is a never ending
battle
to feel air
between my toes
we were only
ever a fragile
bond
of friendship
half 
a leaf on the tree
of life
broken dusted and
now buried 
at the bottom of the
sea under
stones
ships and debris



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