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Returning (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

After months of swaying to relentless swells and hollows, After too many near capsizes and failed missions, After dodging one last storm, I am returning. My homeland greets me with glorious hues of lavender and amber and my heart sobs with fevered glee as I near my port. The inlet is busy, so I must negotiate for a dock. Sails furled and ship tied, I gather my belongings and call to the nearest coach During my ride, my thoughts turn to my wife and I start to weep. I have been too long at sea. She should not have to recieve my emptiness. Arriving, my chest pumps to break free. This beacon, my beacon of hope, more powerful than a thousand lighthouses, has returned me yet again, safe. On folded knees I offer silent thanks. I now realize that I am the tortured and the torturer.

god'swife 7-Nov-02/9:28 AM
So much better, I have a serious problem with "chest pump" takes all the romance out. Sounds pornographic almost. 'stop' in the last stanza should be replaced with withdraw, or some such word.




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