when I found you, squirming,
in the mesh of forlorn yearnings,
I taped my resolve
to the tattered lid of an aged cardboard box
& I wait
to be moved to our story’s attic –
alongside your heart.
bathing in the ocean’s womb
I once saw the moon in tears,
and to mermaid’s silken song
darkened sea became her tomb.
no more stars winked in the night
while the ocean swallowed whole
echoes of abandoned dreams,
for the moon had lost her light.
down below she dwelled for years,
nursed her wounds with flowing sand,
’til, one day, the sun came forth,
dipped his rays into her fears.
and the darkness fled her veins
while he spread his warmth with care
one last sea salt tear she shed ~
to this day, their love remains.
wrap tattered heart in stoic plastic,
smooth the barren earth which you call home
what once you deemed enthusiastic
now grieves beneath your hollow, shattered dome.
so shall the rains unleash your sorrow
wash burden far beyond your lover’s touch
place careful steps, seek fabled tomorrow
for in the end, the hurt won’t hurt so much.
(Yep, I cheated with the meter. Ha.)
once, I did not drown ~
stagnant water’s edge
washed you off my hands,
once, twice, thrice ~
yet, you never left.
water turned to sand ~
i found you,
once again, timeless
now, as storms pass, your
lips are mine ~
as you always were.
5-3-5 syllabic Kelly Lunes (the American Haiku)