Saturday, August 1, 2015

A Home is Hard to Find

By Mark Bishop

I just want a place to go

Away from the gorging waves
which  make their portion the once familiar coastline

Away from the winds that howl
as piece by piece the scaffolding of this life they carry off

I shout back
"It wasn't finished yet!
Give me just a year!
A year or two more!?"

But what's the use
I have yet to see the winds bleed
or the ocean show remorse