From Dover I Called My Love

From Dover I Called My Love

A Poem by Jaffa Forbes

haven't posted in a while...

A man tells the story,
Watching rain through an open window,
A story of how the brave have fallen,
And the smallest breath becomes the
biggest dream and the deepest chasm.
The story of a fresh faced youth,
luminous with the face of time,
waking from the darkest hue...

        "Sweet silence! Born of Abscence..."

When he slept he dreamt of waking,
The glare of light on brazen metal,
The smell of salt and soft waves
tilting and shifting, softly smiling
when eyes open, he draws a breath
and a line of light across the sky.

There it is, the soft chalk line,
distantly merging with the green,
set alight and shining from the sun,
The sweet taste of sand and shallow
rocks that signal signs of love.

        "Burst into my life!"

Let the dreaming go, brave soldier.
The boy became a man so long ago,

        "You are what you want to be."

The moral of a story a man once told.

© 2010 Jaffa Forbes

Author's Note

Jaffa Forbes
unsure about the last few lines...

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Added on February 18, 2010
Last Updated on February 18, 2010


Jaffa Forbes
Jaffa Forbes

Canterbury, Kent, United Kingdom

Jaffa Forbes is the bored business student of Canterbury, UK. He is a writer of all things, but mainly poetry and novellas, not to mention the odd satire article. He is fond of speaking about him.. more..

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