A Girl and Her Canoe

I sat in my canoe, grabbing hold of the oars.

The wind blew my hair

in scattered strands.

I slowly began to row

myself out to sea.

Sullen sorrow stormed into my life

and rocked my sheltered world.

My one and only died yesterday.

Fell from a mountain and crashed

to bloody death.

I can’t cry any more tears,

as God didn’t remember

to fill up my tank.

Here I am suddenly

battling oncoming waves.

The sea’s murky hands

are going to swallow me whole.

I don’t care. 

I’m already dead.

I can see my lover’s eyes now,

the wait won’t be

too much longer.

Capsized canoe

and my body is sinking

to murky nothingness.

Good-bye and hello.  Love.

Jennifer Jo Fay

Copyrighted February 6, 2012