Waiting for Summer (The Poems)

Chapter 1.

There are things that we choose
To forget as the leaves
Fall from the tainted bough.
But seasons die,
And then are reborn.

Chapter 2.

Young love, oh, young love
So sweet when it starts,
So lovely to hold inside an innocent heart.
Yet poison when it cracks
And turns black.

Chapter 3.

Never the reality hits
More prominently, than when spiced up
With the bitter truth that what once was there
Is now not yours to have, but for others to hold
With you out in the cold--the price of dreaming.

Chapter 4.

Trying to get hold of the anchor
Yet again. And still, there are things that
Are better left unsaid.
Returning to the abandoned shore
Of the broken ship. Of broken hearts.


Chapter 5.

It is always a fear
Of the unknown
That changes the heart—and the soul.
But a ghost from the past,
Can imitate the terror.

Chapter 6.

When the sail is failing
One must trust and have faith
For the boat is still rowing
Even though the storm is showing
Its gray beginnings.

Chapter 7.

Waves, taken by the wind.
The ship sailing, and yet sailing briefly.
Moving by the sea,
Wanted—and then unwanted.
The bough broken. The dream, shattered.

Chapter 8.

As the shore comes to sight
The short-lived fantasy
Forever put-aside
Until there comes another wind
To lift up the shattered glass
Wanting to sail—under another sky.

Chapter 9.

It must be the dream
But wishes do come true,
Even if it breaks, and
Breaks again.
It grows back, but when?

Chapter 10.

Summer has come,
Though the waves raged
And the dreams flew,
The ship saunters back
Even against the teardrops of the blue.