Relationships last for numerous reasons
Even those built on hollow foundations
Survive through feats of desperation
Afraid to let go and watch it all
Just slip away into the tides downfall
Amidst cheers and jeers the siren call
Thoughts of love washed away
hiding evidence of the fray
In platitudes spiteful looks betray
Wishing for respite while waiting for the end
Calling secret meetings with a special “friend”
Exhausted from the endless game of pretend
While walking along the shore in Victoria, BC, I noticed the sand covered in driftwood, some pieces huge, like ships had just broken apart, so I took photos of the wreckage. The I saw a poetry prompt on “Tempest” last night, and it reminded me of this photo. Hence this poem was born.
Tossing in the wake
Strewn along the shore
Remnant wreckage
Of a love no more
The once mighty ship
Strength and tranquility
Danced along the landscape
A herald’s fantasy
The crew maintained her visage
Hiding cracks, withered neglect
Pretending all was well
As regard turned to regret
The fateful day the tempest
Came to test their fortitude
The fragile hull splintered
As the ship came unglued
Storm-tossed cross the sea
Found prone upon the sand
A warning sign to all
Of a relationship’s last stand
