Going Out to Sea

A Villanelle

We went out to see

Where despair could carry us, so

We went out to sea.

 

There was a noise next to him and me:

In the crib a cry, so shrill, of woe.

We went in to see.

 

He and I, I and he

Could not stop the screams, the waves, so

We went out to sea.

 

To return, there was no key,

How could we have known?

We did not go in to see.

 

The scream was the plea,

A wake of silence struck too fast, so

We went out to sea.

 

We failed to guide: our son won’t be.

The waves rise, fall, crash slowly.

We went in to see, and saw:

So, we went out to sea.

 

Reviews

[Acer]

well written.

[Time's The Bond]

The sea, a glorious place to escape too.

Please do read/review my writings as well!