The Restless Poet

As the gull rides the
gentle sentinel of the sea
The waves flash bright,
a fleeting glimpse of the cloudy depths.

Embers glow,
a fiery kiss.
Celestial fusion,
no distinction remains.

Winged undertakers
on thermal winds glide,
in anticipation
of that last goodbye,
a sustaining meal upon life’s decay

Ghosts of the future,
no vision perceived,
on a self-saboteur’s plight.

A fractured identity,
opening the veins,
no breath is spared,
forever lost, in a timeless void.