Twilight and the ocean breaks,
bleeding crimson drops, splashing
in abandon on moonless vault of sky,
absorbing the fiery cadence of day
in dark aqua coat on sea shoulders,
remnants of glowing embers
walking in solitary shadows,
predestined to be stars, waiting
for released gloom of melancholy
trapped in sky nets as light fades
and darkness descends to bowels
of blackened eyes of ocean floor –
a stark reality when it’s neither
day nor night and hopes are splashed
in onslaught of foam specked tears.
Coasting through scarlet wings of time,
I race to capture sparks in my hands,
lost in claret fluids of ocean depths,
feeling wet, desolate kisses of silvery baubles
holding the tides back before I am overtaken.
I heed the blackout curtains of recurrent night
remembering remnants of sanguine light.