There was a time when I was swept away
upon waves of emotion every day;
But now I am floundering in their wake,
Dragged down by the silence their absence makes.
Before, I endured their best and their worst,
Reeling and keeling and feeling immersed;
But now I’m drifting high and dry,
In a sea as still as a corpse’s eye.
Thus in this stillness I am left,
Unto the silence I am cleft,
Adrift, abandoned and bereft –
with nothing to hold but my breath.
And as the swell dwells in the horizon’s eye,
There’s a motion marked by the fading light,
As the waves are waving me goodbye –
They’re waving me goodbye…
(Inspired by #AugustPoeticWings prompt ‘Waves of Emotion’)