escaping dawn

by Kimberly Barnett - Not entered

brightness glowing above sleeping waters
the waking sea beckons me at dawn
as the gray night-sand begins to sparkle
with familiar golden sequins
in the new, yellow light

the world denies the coming morn—
hiding from the sun that steals away pleasant dreams
like the rest of the world 
i desire with likewise desperation
to abide in the safe-hold of unconsciousness
and remain in the sanctuary of a love
real only as dreams
i endeavor to hide from discovery
and from light

i cannot endure the breaking of day
or the breaking of hearts

your familiar voice calls to me from the horizon
you’re such a sweetheart.
(a cliché phrase to most, 
but a colossal compliment in my eyes)
as the cool sea-breeze blows a kiss
brushing across my forehead
catching the same hairs that caught your eyeglasses
when you kissed me goodnight

you thanked me for believing in you—
for loving you
leaving the abyss in my heart still unfilled

as if thank you is an appropriate response to
I Love You

the customary you’re welcome fell from my mouth
a subconscious response 
yet a conscious effort
to avoid conflict sparking a raging fire
violently waking me from my idealized state

startled by the mighty orange sun
finally peeking above the edge of the world
i look to the roaring waves
seemingly running from the harsh light
and toward my feet
imploring me to save them from the sun
that pulls them out to deeper waters
disappearing beneath their brothers 
tumbling over

i’m sorry, i tell them, i fear the light like you do.
i turn and journey back up the sparkling beach
into your arms
and fall asleep
 
 


Reason for writing:

    This poem actually came about during a period in my life when I was involved in a very unsatisfying relationship. 
I decided to submit this poem because I think it speaks to many people who have been in the same situation as I was, and perhaps it might shed some light on the reality of a relationship that needs to come to an end. 
Also, I would like very much to hear what others think of my work, and I figured this was a good poem to start with.    

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Date created: 1999-01-31 22:09:48
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:52
Poem ID: 51665

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