Monday, February 11, 2013

~Sheej~

Black sky streaks rain down, so hard and heavy
I've been here since the wave crashed, and smashed the levy.
Wooden plank underfoot, bare skin to gather splinters
Splash of wave concusses my head, as so many winters.
Strain my eyes to build a finer picture
I'm searching for one last chance in this pitcher.
Knot the rough fray that binds me to this life,
I drag myself into a crouch, waiting in strife.

I wait for the moment.
The waves break to a head,
Lightening strikes like lead.
I wait for the moment.
Count down the milliseconds,
Watching for the one wave that beckons.
I wait for the moment.

I run out in stormy weather,
Holding myself like I'm pushing body together,
Strain a leap from the dock
And push off from land lock.

I've hesitated, and let the moment slip away
My stomach drops, and I feel decay.
I've missed my chance within the storm
I've missed it...
Now the water swarms.

I'm drowning from missed opportunities.