come, sun

come, sun

wrecked here
on the edge of
these weathers
i wait for you
like a sun
to lift me
clear
to hold
me
warm
to love
me in
your
hands
broken on
this shore
hurry, love,
hurry, the
eyes of
stones
that lap
above the
tide are
watching
they wait to
see me rest
there like
driftwood
sick with
salt, forever,
forever,
hurry, my
love, hurry
the birds of
sad wing
may yet
take me

june 30 2016

5 thoughts on “come, sun

  1. Lovely imagery, phrasing. The way it is writ too. I agree…nice sensory stuff indeed. That intro there is a good example. Waiting can make you a ‘wreck’ 🙂

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