Curiously I sit, observing a pallid young bride, grieving, through a tear stricken face
Silently, our souls begin to chant, an ache in my heart was crying for her.
The salty ocean squalls begin to churn twisting all tides of our emotion,
Celtic church bells begin to ring in the faint distances of surrender.
I get my first glimpse of him, back taunt as he goes
A vast emptiness fills the space, where memories of true love once played.
Devoid of all noise, a space lacking empathy, she intricately begins to tingle in memories.
Transcending through her, I’m suddenly there, trading places, I begin to
Breech the casting swell, she beckons transcendence, I must save her!
I retreat down the ocean steps, weeping profusely, her tears
Entering now the boundaries of their once secret meeting place.
Inundated in memories, the two of them would frolic in the cool blue tides.
Beneath the moonlit sky, they shared in moments, where no one could penetrate the space between them, for it did not exist, they became uniquely one.
Deceived by her heart’s desire, she dreamt no more of the glass church, or weeding his path of kelp brambles.
She had grown old waiting and could no longer hang onto a tainted mirror of false memories.
In a fell swoop I entered the cool ocean tide, walking, the soft sands beneath my feet.
I begin to pierce her changing stance, further I waded thoughts of him began to surmise that beautiful smile he flashed in the dim alley when they first met.
It would be her last memory of this life the grimacing of the tide drew her nearer,
its center now above her shivering waist.
Quietly tossing her to a depth of no return,
the diamond unfurls beneath her paled knuckle,
sinking to the ocean floor,
arrest the guiled sands of time it navigates to a salty grave!
A place among pirate souls, succumbing to a peaceful final rest.
The pain in her heart was oblique no more.
Within a mermaid’s last wish, to exchange a tear for her transcending friend.
A drifting of sweet surrender,
to the flowing sea grasses around her waist.
Entangled now a frailing tear slips from her amber eye,
shackled by her vow of friendship, she grasps to a final fleeting breath…
An exchange of honor, sustained by the lapping sea……
Nite Notes 2017