HIGH TIDE

I

I close my eyes

waves crash once more,

eroding the rocks

of my very core

II

They roll with power

to depths unknown,

The fear of what comes next

has drastically grown

III

Ploughing through pebbles

and seaweed alike,

What ever is coming

is about ready to strike

IV

An odd beam of sunshine

strobes down from above,

As if a sign from the universe

portraying it's love

V

Clouds overhead make

it hard to see,

Dimming my sight

muting my glee

VI

This pain is silent

these emotions scream,

This anger so clear

it could be a lucid dream

VII

For how long more will

this tide continue to rise,

It's timeless attitude

i've learnt to despise

VIII

For now I will sit

sit in this space,

and clutch onto hope

and it's saving grace

by Caitriona Mc Mahon