Step on Board

I sit on the warf listening to the call of the sea,
and feel the pulse of Earth beneath my feet –
a divided claim — yet I am commited
to board the bngand ship.

I muse on the gifted ‘burst heart’
given in appeasement, and in refrain
hear a simple song of an oarsman
also reluctant to leave the shore –

faucon
………………………………………….

I search your eyes,
afraid of lies,
that hide your loneliness.
Just give me here,
a braided hope,
on which to hang your fears.

I know your heart,
a place to start,
to break the rusty chains.
I’ll sing a song,
it won’t be long,
before you love me once again.

Your laughter shows,
what your soul knows,
that you need a steady friend.
I’ll wait awhile,
to win your smile,
and release you from your tears.

I search your eyes,
afraid of lies,
that hide your loneliness.
I’ll sing a song,
it won’t be long,
before you love me once again.

………………………………………….

emboldened by a tune I can whistle,
I wade to the rope ladder
down which the rats have flown.

Another Portal

 

A traveller emerges from the tunnel searching for the Calabar
She is moored not far from here.