haiku

The Day Ends

islands beckon me
shadows on the horizon
as I drift westward

the accord is struck
night and day agree on terms
Spring may come again

the relentless tides
lovers are drowned in their waves
and turned into sand

what pity is there
for this melancholy isle
save the songs we sing

Spring be the goddess
who leads me from the winter
to the risen sun

this virgin spring
waiting for her first embrace,
her lover, the sun

the birds are silent
for they are party to things
we will never know

the last hours are lost
gone too the dreams that filled them
shattered in waking

desires unending
an insanity of mind
demanded by blood

the depths engulf me
whether in her endless eyes
or her burnished flesh