Hollow Hearts

The wind blows a hollow sound
like the echoes of a heart.
Sand is blown, kicked up
forming sleep in the corners of your eyes.
It is a barren landscape lost in winter
and the sea is a surging drum roll
throwing up debris for a drifter to find.

The white horses pound the shore,
lost from their Spanish fleets of long ago,
frantically swimming, their ghostly coats
and flared nostrils etched in panic as
they never find firm ground, just
tormented souls in a writhing sea.

A sailor whistles, as a lamp is swung
a guiding light that leads only
to the rocks that smash and break
so all that is left is the contraband,
washed up with the foam that leaves
a beer mark upon the white sands.
while a smuggler takes as loot and barters
in the cellars of underground caves.

Can you not hear the wind?
She blows, a screaming, wailing banshee
"This way" she shouts, buffeting bodies
"This way, is the only way"
and you sink to your knees, regardless of faith
your map, your life – is just a meaningless blunder
it's only the foolhardy, that cry and pray.
The wind blows hollow in your heart today.



Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-06-04 at 20:38

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
There are some wonderful metaphors here, the sound of the ocean as a drum roll, the white-topped waves as the ghosts of Spanish horses, sea foam as beer foam.
2015-06-07


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
What a marvelous story! We have all been fooled by life's smugglers and landed on the rocks. Our dreams, aspirations and hopes then taken away to those dark caves. This piece is wonderful.
2015-06-06



Eerily alive like a broken soul!
Marvellous imagery and emotion throughout.
I feel the darkness, the despair entangled in this waves.
2015-06-05



I could hear the bellowing of that sea! Great imagery on this one. Loved it.
Ashe
2015-06-05


Chaucer Whethers
Ah, have to love an ancient seas love dirge chere amie.x
2015-06-05