Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Back to Darkness

From the jagged opening of my cave

I see the Atlantic Ocean

washing the orange sentinel.

Fresh growth crowns the head

My small view on the world

For I cannot leave my dark abode

Spellbound by greed, envy

She means to keep me here

for her own amusement.

When strange visitors enter,

I try to make myself known.

I pray for one intrepid adventurer to hear me,

for I can tell them how to set me free.

When the tide is out, my true love walks

From the cave opposite knowing I am here,

she can neither see nor hear me.

My torment doubles

I can no longer make myself known to her

When the tide returns

She must go back to darkness

Until the day comes

When the one standing in my dark space

Hears my voice…

©anitadawes 2020