Chambered Nautilus

love and loss

Left among the chambers
of the hollowed out shell,
fighting not to eat the
sweet-meat filaments of
ocean flesh still clinging
in strands to mother-of-pearl
in the deepest, darkest corners.
Slumbering in an icicle draped
blanket gathered round your
matted fur.
Tears freezing and melting in
your beard.

Listening to the wind whistle,
pared down in the bone-thin cracks.
Haunting the halls like a ghost,
treading with soft, heavy stumbles
into a dusky bed of velvet.

Bemoaning the stars
and refusing the hushed-dusk
mothering of the moon.

I found you barefoot and half-asleep
at the edge of the tulip garden.

I put my finger to my lips.

Reviews

[J.P. Bristow]

This is really a vivid and painted work....loved it

[jamiereneeangel]

Thank you so much. I'm a painter too so that means even more to me.♡