a wisp of fog

cloudy promise, the smell of salt
unclear navigation ahead
the night stars hide behind death's call
a wisp of fog, a wisp of fog

behind death's call, the longing stings
forbids my returning homeward
friendships abated left afar
the land I love, the land I love

friendships abated, my heart tires
our cap is a dim tomorrow
my companion, the frothy sea
the lonely waves, the lonely waves

the frothy sea keeps sad secrets
wail melancholy, I sail forth
to my destiny of blurred paths
a wisp of fog, a wisp of fog



a wisp of fog
7 october, 2006
(written for the KansasPoet Contest}
un-rhyming Monotetra form