Image

An image too dark to welcome alone,

above the water on the rocks she stands.

Storms approaching life whirling through,

tempest of hopes and dreams fading away.

On the edge of death she cries out in secret,

rain oozing off of her umbrella bleeding love.

Image of desire her heart conveys its song,

plastered in what fears have drifted into view.

Melody answering melancholy in a riddle,

painting words with bloody fingers she smiles.

Racing thoughts betrayed waters rising strong,

waves to disaster caused by the grief now seen.

Staring out into the distance eyes covering light,

shinning down upon her wishes of tomorrow.

Image in her reflection holding true to his name,

crying skies recalling forever in life passed away.

Still she remains under this hurricane of love,

into the water she falls back into the arms of his heart.









Johnny Newell