Beached Ebony by Tracie Skarbo
Black liquid luster
dulled by pulling tide,
gritty sand-fingers,
stringy seaweed
Ebony sits upon
wood littered,
rock strewn,
sand sloped beach
Grey rain-pungent skies
reflected in unkempt
noir visage
cannot mute the rolling thunder
Keys and notes robbed
of innocence and
thwarted music is
trapped in lonesome steadfast
Quicksand suckles
slender charcoal legs
giving slanted silhouette
to laughing waves
Wind pushes and tugs
frantic and distraught
upon hearing mournful cries
she wails realizing her impotency
Knowing time is short
he must succumb
she caresses keys
and kisses strings
It is not compensation
for warm passionate
flesh fingers
but they are those which abandon
She has no eyes with which
to cry of the injustice
no heart
for his pleas to break
But she has voice
with which to speak
her raw emotion
a cacophonous tempest.
Tracie Skarbo © 2011
dulled by pulling tide,
gritty sand-fingers,
stringy seaweed
Ebony sits upon
wood littered,
rock strewn,
sand sloped beach
Grey rain-pungent skies
reflected in unkempt
noir visage
cannot mute the rolling thunder
Keys and notes robbed
of innocence and
thwarted music is
trapped in lonesome steadfast
Quicksand suckles
slender charcoal legs
giving slanted silhouette
to laughing waves
Wind pushes and tugs
frantic and distraught
upon hearing mournful cries
she wails realizing her impotency
Knowing time is short
he must succumb
she caresses keys
and kisses strings
It is not compensation
for warm passionate
flesh fingers
but they are those which abandon
She has no eyes with which
to cry of the injustice
no heart
for his pleas to break
But she has voice
with which to speak
her raw emotion
a cacophonous tempest.
Tracie Skarbo © 2011
