© Candice James, Poet Laureate Emerita, New Westminster, BC
When I was wet kindling
And you were summer fire,
The spine of the river fractured
The bones of the ocean broke
The fragile skeleton of hope dissolved
In a sea of ebbing dreams.
The kisses you gave me
Have faded now
Dead birds in my soul
They still fly wingless
Through my days and nights
My soul is beaten and broken
Drifwood
Stranded on a beach of shattered tears
Fractured