Poem: A Friend Inspired
Tranquil Friend Upon Shore Awaits Strength's Touching Soul
Half Journey until Full
The sea’s quiet stirs welling want of my friend,
Distant shore adrift this craft slumbers sleepless,
Upon stirred waves adrift blinded, bonds empty,
‘Tis amiss night’s darkness betwixt differing moons.
Alas, no longer of presence once was doorway silent,
Heart beckons whilst eyes scratch plummeting rain,
Head upon stern bow barely trembles weeping soul,
‘Tis pale moon’s journey betwixt between midnight.
Hunger thirsts empty of water among stains of wine,
Hollow scroll pen hidden faded dusk shadows dance,
Merry of friend upon painting songs glee now forgotten,
Moon strikes of hour ‘tis fallen depth of mighty hands.
Stretched arms awaken warmth hidden today’s misty fog,
Brine of sea rustles cloaking path closer friend upon shore,
Words upon heaven’s veil cast new songs arouse stares,
Forgotten moon half company half ‘tis luster full of heart.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.— Carl Sandburg
© 2016 Tim Mitchell