Without a breath of wind, the galleon slid into the heaving fog dispersing not a ripple. Only the ship’s ensign, an empty circle black on white, fluttered in the rancid air. A nationless ship on a nameless sea and only me to sail her. Limbo our voyage, redemption our goal.
The angled sunlight made mirrors of the water, the sky below as above. It was like sailing between worlds in neither one realm nor the other, a breath held. My small boat made passage as though on that final trip we all must take. If so, what a wonderful departure.
Author's Note: as almost all my pictures, this is from Pixabay due to no attribution being required. But I just had to say WOW!
Corals made homes of the wreck.
Upon a moonbeam
To ride across
A moonlit veil
To crest the stars
And drift my way
Back home to thee
La Luna calls
In silvered song
In wake I strive
To carry on
And though I know
This just a dream
It still to me
(Image courtesy of khaotik-memeredus on deviantart.com)
Don’t weep for me with sapphire tears
Bejewelled eyes should hold no fears
For gone I am, but not forgot
My love dispersed it matters not
As one day soon we’ll meet again
Our love till then it will not wain
And reunited in golden light
We’ll share eternity, flying bright
So dry those tears don’t weep for me
The man you lost beneath the sea
Uncharted seas of cresting waves
For thirteen months and twenty days
Across an ocean of endless blue
With nought to treasure except for you
The dream I’d had of where you’d be
Pacific beauty beyond the sea
I sail there still, and will fore’r
Until the girl with raven hair
Rests in hands of windswept tears
And vanquishes my rising fears
That all I’ve done should not have started
In finding love with she uncharted
Washed up on a foreign shore
No memory of what’s gone before
Feel the sand and touch the sky
Yet recollection drifts on by
Turning eyes unto the sea
The place you sense your friends to be
You beat your fist and scream aloud
The only one left from the crowd
No destiny, nor fate can cure
The pain you feel and do endure
As heaven watches through cotton veil
To shipwrecked soul without a sail
So swim back out until you tire
In tidal surge that quells your fire
Until you slowly sink below
To be with those you once did know
A heart is a delicate vessel
sailing through a life of crimson seas
in search of that rarest of commodities;
that yearning for love leaves it susceptible.
I sail across to distant shores on liquid beams of gold;
Sea mist swirls across my vision quickly dissipating in their glow.
I do not remember where I came from, but know to sail on?
It is the way; it is the only way.
Drops of rainbow dew pool on my skin.
Each colour reminds me of something, but I can’t recall what?
I am plagued by it, soon obsessed, and the mist seems to respond by sheafing me, protecting me from myself.
I toss and turn, feel the need to step from my small boat, am distressed.
Darkness seeks to encroach upon my golden highway and panic seizes me.
I feel myself lost, adrift, a breath of memory.
Then, at the point of frenzy the moon rises through the murk, cloud subsides and the golden beams turn silver, calming my fractured mind.
A voice comes to me through the gossamer night.
I know it, and feel relief as it soothingly calls, whispers through my dreams.