Sea Legs

Ship swayed on troubled waters-

the mischievous sea at play.

The frothy slopes ponderous,

and secrets deep to display.

The wheel spun searching in hope,

sails fluttered to winds of change.

The seamen tightened the ropes,

and love defogged all the rage.

On those oscillating decks-

somehow I found my sea legs.

The Sleep

With heavier steps and heart

he walked around in his house.

Not believing she would part-

his will to live was soon doused.

Awake at nights with her thoughts

in hope that she rose one time.

Everywhere her picture sought,

unfolding days of their prime.

And one dawn he woke no more-

head on hands slept on the floor.