Bi - polar

Sea breeze & wildfirearc of aging moon & I’msearching for you on the bridgesof my mindsearching for dream sustenanceI worry for you: hand heldon a bed of dried leavesyou peer out of your shelllike a monk in the wildernessaching to clamber from your cageengage in a summer’s wistfulnessI’m dismayed by your darknessjust want to watch the stars ignitein your granite eyesthe way they always should have.

Poetry