Safe Harbour

19 Jun

These are not tears.

It is only smoke from the last burning bridge that has stung my eyes.

It was not easy to strike the match. Yet once alight the structure was gone in seconds.  In truth there was only my side of it to burn. The river below it ran fast and cold.

There is now no reason other than income for me to continue with these repeated working sojourns that take me away from home. With every passing week the bleak sea between Monday and Friday widens.  By Wednesday I feel as if I am stranded in the horse latitudes, my every sense straining for the faint whispering breeze of the weekend to save me from being forever becalmed.

I need to find a position that is close to everything that is now dear to me.

Somewhere that is within easy reach of the safe and certain harbour of her smile.


Posted by on June 19, 2012 in Still Life, Wears my ring


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8 responses to “Safe Harbour

  1. mlbk7

    June 19, 2012 at 5:18 pm

    Beautiful words my
    shakespeare ..
    No need to dread
    desert winds any more.
    She is here.


    • Romantic Dominant

      June 19, 2012 at 7:21 pm

      Thank you


  2. Evelyn

    June 20, 2012 at 8:53 pm

    this post feels good, like summer vacation with those you love…


    • Romantic Dominant

      June 20, 2012 at 9:08 pm

      It is that place


      • Evelyn

        June 20, 2012 at 9:11 pm

        meet you there. I can feel the sun.
        you will love how brown and tan my babies get.
        and yours and I will discuss Kate Nash and other such English rock loves of mine…


        • Romantic Dominant

          June 20, 2012 at 10:02 pm

          Ah. Smiles. Idyllic.


  3. The Background Story

    July 9, 2012 at 5:35 am

    makes me feel nostalgic


    • Romantic Dominant

      July 9, 2012 at 8:49 am

      Nostalgia is a powerful emotion



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