Friday, November 14, 2008

from sea to shining sea

The Reluctant Mariner

God washed away the sun
below a vast sea, beyond an endless horizon,
leaving me cold in a winter without you,
searching southern hemispheres,
harnessing horse latitudes,
drifting doldrums promised in a Coleridge poem,
your painted face hidden upon a painted ocean,
the hot and copper sky above the only hint I have
you will return riding waves beneath this resurrected sun.

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