Sea Hoary MistA Poem by Michael G. SmithThe lost souls at seaSea hoary mist In thee I sense a cry of love Out of desperate fathoms as if... A returning surge of wayward kiss From my darling which thou was taken with I feel his spirit Brazen to escape the waves Light touch upon my face Vast ocean's spray Memories now less bitter than taste And yet I find Myself lost here too Somewhere amidst this crystal blue On coastlines brine between thoughts align The sea's mighty motion muse Wondering where my man last sailed Out upon the seas of life I know beneath the nimbus Bold titan which never dies A blink within a tempest eyes Thou dares to cross back now After tides of time Over breaks and slippery rock divides Reaching once again to my heart inside Telling me I'm the one who must survive Emotions drench wet Let slip a thousand tales Nautical miles more wide Of wishes and some regrets But in the end it's what keeps us alive Too often ships pass ghostly Distant lights in the night Leaving nights and lovers out to dry Singsong sirens calling legends Drowning pain which yet never dies And waves windswept Holding onto secrets treasure chest While tears clash to when heard thy true history Rhythms of ebb rise keep the sadness rolling And the placid places reflect thy glory So sea hoary mist I blow to thee my own kiss And toss into the direction of horizon's sun A message rolled in an old bottle of rum With last words of "farewell my seafaring love" © 2014 Michael G. SmithReviews
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