I Calmly Sit and Sip the Winter Swell

By Joseph D. Stirling

I calmly sit and sip the winter swell
With dreams of dreams I know quite well
A mystery perhaps that they foretell
As I listen to the cold north bell,

Wishing of the time that one day nears
Putting aside my childish fears
Closing in on the dawn and my tears
I calmly sip the passing of years,

And with the dawn so readily at hand
I wish to see the oceans’ moist sand
But knowing it from before as grand
I fear I won’t come to the edge of land,

With compass and brandy at my side
Into my dreams I see you glide
Remembering when the time I died
Remembering too the time I lied,

And if you could forgive me still
Being not a priest or  medicinal pill
And counting your days upon the hill
To leave nothing written on so-called will,

Screaming out her name at your lungs peak
And still in your mind a melting weak
That causes you ill and bones get meek
To finally kiss her once warm cheek,

It was there she was buried beneath the tree
The place of all places that brought her peace
And still you sit with her warm memory
As if the you might still be we,

Sadly it comes that you should feel
To go by yourself and never heal
And wishing again her heart to steal
Sadly knowing it was never real.


6 thoughts on “I Calmly Sit and Sip the Winter Swell

  1. Your rhyming is extraordinary! Flow is something I fear my poetry lacks and your words are velvet. I sometimes feel that in rhyming emotion is lost but this is a very powerful very emotional piece. You mastery of rhyme is very impressive =)

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