Sad, I wished you were here in the lagoon with me
I could do with a rock to cling onto, sad, it just seems
that I was once lying on the shore, my shipwreck self
on the sand, and breathing and staring at the white sky.
hypnotised by the nothingness above, but then twilight
was soft and endearing.
The water froths between my toes and,
suddenly it's seeping into my eyes, blind, the bright
ness gone, fogged, no longer for I am marooned
and the mermaids, they are not kind here
like some I would have liked to know
reach the other side, never ever could I ever breathe.
my lips part, but never ever could I ever even breathe.
(3rd November 2013)
YOU ARE READING
Blue Moon
Poetry"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)
