Tuesday, March 20, 2007

And I Will Sleep Alone

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A piece from a time between lovers, between romances and dreams, when only hope keeps the soul from being consumed by pain.

And I Will Sleep Alone

I will sleep tonight and dream dreams
I cannot express until new words
are forged in the heart of the world.
Words bright and black and so fresh and hot
they burn the skin of the hands that hold them,
but are as soothing as lemon ice on a parched tongue.

And I will sleep
alone.
Not by choice, but by design,
as the sailor on a sea of memory
seeks new horizons,
but for all his skill and talent
must make do with the wind that comes.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

3 observations:

Anonymous said...

I love this poem.

9:25 PM
candy said...

I do too. How many times have I been on that sea of memory? Too many. No more.

10:44 AM
William F. DeVault said...

My memories were always of you, even before I knew your name or your face or the sound of your voice.

Echoes heard as I slept, reaching me at a distance of miles and years.

11:01 AM

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