A Paralian Mystery

Fugitive Fragments

The portent susurrus
from the windward sea
delivered nostalgic sillage
like death’s breath
to the distant solivagant
unsettling the serenity
in her cloistered littoral haven.
It brought a mnemonic nadir
of aeipathy and pathos
over the threshold of nepenthe
shielding the lacuna in her heart
and she paused…deracinated.
The millstone of eonian onus
now stalled on its pendulum
drawing her eye, mind and step
to the glaucous devouring sea
where Lethean waters led
to benign benthic abeyance.
And no one ever knew why.

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