I Howl Alone

loneliness spills over my lips
my sight smeared,
my tongue slows
emptiness surrounds me
some part of me is missing
my wings lift, then fail
I cry out, “where are you?!”
“hear my soul-yearn!”

I lift my barren pen
it sinks beneath heavy waves
tossing and turning, I
search for any flotsam
a raft of debris to hold on to
I float, I sink,
I am laid waste and ruined
all broken ankles and swollen fingers
I long for the ocean floor
just as much as I ache
for the rising sun
the gravel between my eyelids shifts
“lift me and carry me
near to your breast!”

the sand listens, impartial
I howl, I moan, I am silent

tara caribou | ©2021

43 Comments on “I Howl Alone

  1. Pingback: I Howl Alone — Raw Earth Ink [Repost] – Sceadugenga

  2. “I long for the ocean floor
    just as much as I ache
    for the rising sun”

    This is such a nice and loaded line.

    You’re on a roll. I need me some of that muse juice!

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  3. often the ache of loneliness seems like my closest friend. often my only friend. this seemed way too familiar – there is a fine line between solitude and loneliness, sometimes no line at all …

    Liked by 2 people

  4. I’ve just found your blog, and I’m wondering why I’ve never seen your work before! As someone else said, gut-punch. Thank you for sharing your art.

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