Thursday, September 22, 2011

Loves Due

He woke beneath a beating sun
to an afterglow of loves depart
as she washed away his worries
on tides, now held at bay.

Then she kissed him in the light of moon
and in the darkness of his day.

Suppressing kindled fires
stacked upon clay pots
smoldered, were the arms that wrapped
now charcoaled, his phosphorous thoughts.

Yet steam billowed from the sails
white foam, splayed across depth of draft
as he coursed through….rough seas
she watched his heart bail.

What more could she give
but hold her love, to his course true
he'll navigate this jealous remorse
to understand, loves due.


  1. I love the ocean, the water in general. The analogies here are a delight for me. Thank you Dave, again.

  2. Reading this poem... I just can't seem to find the right words to express my deepest feelings...

  3. Awesome write, Dave! Powerful!

  4. I am no sure how much more she could of given you are so right on this well done

  5. amazing story,

    sad but hopefully, things change.

  6. Hi Dave

    to understand love's dues, is not the jealousy but the as you said remorse... I enjoyed reading this one... your lines are beautiful imagery...

    'Then she kissed him in the light of moon
    and in the darkness of his day.'

    Thanks for sharing such a lovely verse and for joining in the Poetry Picnic ... Look forward to your posts on "Friends, Relationships and every one around.." next week ...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya

  7. a lovely piece with great imagery! Nice work!