Charles J. Ingerson

WIDOW’S WALK

Seen from far away
blackened shadows
in storms to sway
all that fear allows

Facing the majestic
waves and winds high
sadly even so fatalistic
separating sea or sky

Searching for a sail
searching for a light
searching growing pale
searching even at night

Up on the widow’s walk
found agony’s visitor
where none dare talk
praying for a survivor