Free verse № 24091
Returning
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.
25 comments
I don't deserve her kindness
or her pouring herself into me
but I can never stop her
because it doesn't belong to me.
Just a suggestion. Do with it as you wish.
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