by
Seah Greenhorn
While
My Precious,
My Beautiful One
SLEEPS,
Shrouded
In Such Blueness,
Azure
Blueness
Of Sky;
Of Sea,
For Me? . . . .
I Weep.
*
In Memory,
My morning?
Apples; Oranges; Watermelon—
A Rainbow!
Bountiful Fruitage Delicious!
Till . . . .
Past FRUITS SPEWED VIBRANT and VIOLENT
In Bow!
BURST
Forth
My Bounty
Over
The bow!
A Sea SO Fierce—
Terrifying!!!
Through Black Moonless Night
ENDLESS
I Weep.
*
While
My Precious,
My Beautiful One
SLEEPS,
Shrouded
In Such Blueness,
Azure
Blueness
Of Sky;
Of Sea,
For Me? . . . .
I KNEEL.
*
Before
The Window Veiled
Shadows, Whispers, Sighing—
My world.
My life?
Limp; Listless like
Tropical curse. . . .
Sprue?
Till . . . .
Past PROMISES, PROCLAIMED—
Even
Reclaimed
Bubbles and Bowl me
Over!
In Joy!
BUOYS
Forth
My Heart;
OVERJOYED!
A Light, SO Bright—
Frightening!!!
Through Black
Moonless Night
ENDING?
I Weep.
Yes!
For THESE
I Weep.
(Based on Lamentations chapter 3; Ecclesiastes 9:5, 10; Acts 24:15 and Mark 5:35-43)
