Northern lights


It’s midnight back home,
As I sit here in this hotel room feeling sad and alone,
1115 on the clock and the lights have gone out,
Casting shadows and darkness over me like curses of shame and doubt,
We must find ourselves to again find each other,
losing too much of what makes us to quickly recover,
Time and space now occupy my bedside, where your warmth and softness should be instead,
Cast from the chambers of a king to land on a cold and lonely bed,
New way of living now, alone and adrift,
cast about in these uncharted seas as time heals this rift,
My anchor in this, my vein of passion and strength, my daughter aurora, now the wall my back is against,
Spirits of the universe guide me, as the light in my center dims and shadows press in at all sides,
Struggling to hold at bay the darkness in high tides.

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