A ‘Vignette’ that’s been left in my ‘Work in progress’ file, I looked at it again and finally decided it was a poem, a piece complete. Sometimes these short poems form a larger piece. It’s born out of the ‘doomed Romance’ phenomena. In this case a Movie about two from different social classes, who, although their hearts were entangled in a love most rare, could for many reasons never be together. The title is taken from a fave song of mine by the Raveonettes.
We of the ocean's might
racing into rise and fall,
foam flecked, are born
from the savage breaking
of waves;
we two, we wild horses
desperate to break the
cruelty of circumstance,
to run, to be, to be us;
yet ever will we crash
at full stretch tumbling,
against each other and
into the fizzing waltz
of the soft tide:
taking us into a dark,
that blackens a shade
more each time we
lighten a shade with
love.
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