Anchorage.

The storm outside, it grows

And I sit here, alone.

Our child is softly dreaming,

And inside I am screaming.

Rain beats down hard on the window panes,

A moment’s silence, I worry about you again.

 

Out at sea, amongst the waves,

Danger is taunting from inside caves.

A billion currents dividing you from me,

A duty to be upheld, so I set you free.

 

Your letter, it arrived today,

You won a battle, all is ok.

But there are still troubles out at sea,

It will be some time before you can come home to me.

Signed by ‘your faithful lover,’

I’m following the footsteps of my mother.

 

My dad he too went to fight,

But within the next few days, his ship sailed out of sight.

For years, mother dear sat and waited,

To hear the news, his fragile life was fated.

She warned me every day about strenuous love,

But love presented itself to me on the wings of a dove.

 

Nothing more peaceful than a harmonious song,

One bellowing bell and then you were gone.

Our baby she asks about where you are,

I tell her your heroicness has sent you far.

She’s growing up fast, yes it’s true,

Every day she looks more like you.

 

You came back home yesterday night,

You ran towards me, such a beautiful sight.

Holding me tightly in your arm,

You’re safe at home, away from harm.

 

Alarm bells roar out, followed by the suns beam,

I wake to find it was all a dream.

An empty bed and a swift tear.

I’m without you, I wish you were here.

I may have to wait such a long while,

But till we meet again, I need to learn how to smile.

 

2 Comments to “Anchorage.”

  1. This is such a heavy portrayal of the reality that faces so many people.
    A beautiful poem. I could feel the heart in it.

    Peace to you and yours,

  2. Aw. Thank you so much. There’s something about being out at sea that gets to me.
    Peace to you too.

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