Velvet Sunrise In The Mist Of a Sailors Dream

By Bella Butchery

The bow creaks through the fog
Another destination
Another home
And through the twilight
Lanterns dance
Into ballroom ghosts
The eyes adore


Docks moist to set anchor
Like whiskey barrels in the rain
He soaks ocean spray
To arrest his tears in sway


Cobblestone hop-scotch / broken pocket watch
Charts map the flow
To the pulse of one more saloon



But a distant harpsichord
Sings sailors to sleep
His favorite memory
Hovers in fragments
Of distant lovers
Floating like driftwood

Of distant warmth…

A halo around his neck
And horns on his back
He kept her eyes in his bag
And proves just how
Wicked this world can be


Life in a spyglass
The mast rose
Like the low-tide
Of melted tear ducts



A shipwreck



A faded blue pea coat
Mends the mist....
The veil of a popped-collar


But the clouds boil black
And wind whips
Her ribbon clenched in his fist



The surf seems
To serenade
His soul into the sea


Fingers like lighthouses
Scream a faint light
And pass for a spectre
On the whim of a sail



he will never be free

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© 2007 Bella Butchery
Published on Wednesday, May 23, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • AtlaS On Monday, July 5, 2010, AtlaS (49)By person wrote:

    you have a way with words my friend

  • Army Barbie On Friday, August 17, 2007, Army Barbie (324)By person wrote:

    Damn you. I keep coming back. I hate you.

  • urbanhumility On Wednesday, August 8, 2007, urbanhumility (1175)By person wrote:

    your prose is distinct in its diction......rare and truly artistic.......well done

  • A former member wrote: "He kept her eyes in his bag And proves just how Wicked this world can be" Beautifully frightful, and then just beautiful. Love the rhyme scheme & the ocean imagery [the title rocks]. "Cobblestone hop-scotch / broken pocket watch," hope I don't offend...

  • Army Barbie On Tuesday, June 19, 2007, Army Barbie (324)By person wrote:

    I came back to this. I love it that much.

  • A former member wrote: you're depressing and this is lovely.

  • Tonights Decision On Friday, June 1, 2007, Tonights Decision (137)By person wrote:

    truly this was unexpected, this felt like a victorian silence sailing forever away.. classic melancholy written by the urban artist that is you..

  • carlosjackal On Tuesday, May 29, 2007, carlosjackal (3010)By person wrote:

    Wonderful, wonderful write. Haunting desolation wrought in shipwreck, ghostly imagery. You should have seen the look on my face when I finally saw a new write on your profile @=) I'll check out the Boondock Saints DVD at some point, too ;) -Brother Carl

  • Tania On Sunday, May 27, 2007, Tania (197)By person wrote:

    Timeless indeed.. ill agree with Col- a showcase of grit & emotion- and beutifully done so..lots of lines id love to quote..and that last line..ok im dribbling.. ill stop.captivating.

  • thelostmessenger On Thursday, May 24, 2007, thelostmessenger (112)By person wrote:

    omg this is so good. it's vivid and the emotion is shown really well. "clouds boil black and wind whips..." has got to be my favorite line. nice work. *messenger

  • Army Barbie On Wednesday, May 23, 2007, Army Barbie (324)By person wrote:

    Never fall in love with a sailor. They're destined to leave. I know, my hero is a sailor :) On a real note, this is probably my favorite piece of poetry I've read in a long while. It's beautiful and haunting...I could almost smell the sea and feel the win

  • Army Barbie On Wednesday, May 23, 2007, Army Barbie (324)By person wrote:

    wind rolling off it into my bed. Enchanting

  • nur hidayah On Wednesday, May 23, 2007, nur hidayah (116)By person wrote:

    I'm glad someone wrote about a sailor. There's nothing more romantic for me and you've put it so beautifully. I love "a halo around his neck, and horns on his back". Yes.

  • A former member wrote: i love anything involving ghostly shipwreck reveries cos it makes for such wicked imagery. 'Her ribbon clenched in his fist'/'he kept her eyes in his bag..' awesome visions..wonderfully told.

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