A Story in so Many Words: “Dawn”

In this part of the world it’s hard to know where the sky ends and the ocean begins. He breathes in the salt of early morning and thinks that he could stay here forever, balanced on the edge of two horizons, seeking nothing more than comfort from the rising sun.

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“Salt”

She drowns, and no one sees

That her tears have become

Drops from the ocean

Not salty, but bitter

With the knowledge that

They have forgotten.

She used to catch their tears

In the palm of her hand

So that they seeped into

The crevices and stung

The years of hard work

That hardened her skin

Were she to stand up now

And let the ocean waters

Wash off like memories

Down her back

She knows that none of them

Would spare her a single drop

“Roses”

Here lie the roses by the sea

Drowned in the salt of memory

Forgotten, lost, their color gone

Now dim, though once they brightly shone

They tell a tale of boundless woe

Their stems are poisoned, have ceased to grow

The pink of promise, washed away

Their yellow tint now deadened gray

The reds have bled what red they had

The whites, no longer pure, but sad

The salt of oceans stings their pain

And leaves behind a lasting stain

Their petals shrivel up in fear

And beauty hides when love is near

Just as the heaving ship will sink

So too do these sick roses drink

Where even sunlight cannot reach

Finding the surface hard to breach

Neglected in a moment’s span

Tossed by a cruel and eager hand

Here lie the roses by the sea

Where hasty judgment set them free

Drowned in the salt of memory

Here lie the roses, in the sea  

“Tears”

These tears that fall from glassy eyes
This pain that she has kept inside
The way a heart can choose to bleed
Not out of want, but helpless need
This cold emotion seeping through
Has taught her well, has shown her truth
A fragile soul cannot endure
For that, she brands her soul as pure
This foreign lie, once held too true
This loss that brings her close to you
This hurt that cleaves her heart—in two

None but the truth of woven lies
Reveals your clever, sweet disguise
None but the hurt you choose to give
Assures her that her soul will live
This ship that sinks beneath her hands
As oceans drown out signs of land
Oceans of tears that she has cried
As you stand, hero, by her side
Not out of sadness! No, far from sad
For you would want the life she had
She cries these tears of smothered pain
Having slept so long in the rain
She shares the sorrows of the sky
Falls down no matter how hard she tries
She lives the truth encased in lies
And so she cries
She cries
She cries