#wavy
For your good in goodbye
i hang, tying tight by tie.
Float my boat in sea of silence view
away from shore, far away from you.
For your good in goodbye
i rift my bone by stone of wavy lie.
Leave my land and I run
waiting to sink soon, deep in ocean.
For your good in goodbye
i voyage my boat in lighting sky.
To see you smile, i sail my vessel
even storm seems to me gentle, dead until.
I am blending with you again by diving deep to die
remain in your chest to lub-dub whenever you cry.
For your good in goodbye
i ended, saying hello you are mine.
Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 4:18 AM UTC
Billows of fog
are quickly creeping in,
white as smoke, forming
into a wavy set of steps
suspended...quivering,
and now beckons to me,
a soft voice calls my name
tells me not to be afraid...that it's
okay to climb the foggy stairs,
"i'll be there to meet you at the top,"
the voice assured me...
i must see the owner of the soft voice,
i feel i know him...he knows me well!
my right foot hesitates...but rises,
to take a step...
suddenly, a blow on my right arm
makes me open my eyes 👀 👀
my sister, sound asleep,
turns to my side, and
accidentally hits my arm
just in time,
:::::::::::::::
i was dreaming of my late father,
.................................again.
sally b
Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
February
Jul 23, 2021
Jul 23, 2021 at 4:59 AM UTC