Love Song Over the Sea/Trenton Bebermeier

late-fall fields are 
stitched green with plenty,
and oak trees are sparsely 
littered with swaying gold.
your hair is spread out 
wide atop the pillow,
sunwashed waves of amber on a sea of foam and cold.

yes, I know, the world is churning, 
and the ocean’s twisters all converge
on a spell of distant memory 
melting beneath the soft, sandy earth.
but now, my dear, I am yearning 
for a winter’s lullaby, 
to soothe your sleep and the sorrow
hidden dark beneath your eyes.

cascading rains 
of spring have weakened,
her silver puddles 
all have gone.
a Persian river swims 
fervent and high,
and his floodwaters sweep the streets of Babylon.

yes, I know, your hands are trembling,
as you scrawl your letters and lies
on the scraps of my old notebooks
and over poems I would write.
but now, my dear, I am beckoning
for the vibrant fog, as it rolls
between thin weeds and trees and salty air
to swirl thick through your window.

now stars are lost to fire 
as an October sun rises strong,
and I will lay blankets 
upon my eyes.
and as seas and storms 
of gold string me along,
my ropes are stolen by the angels dressed in vines.

and yes, I know, you’re desolate,
you’re a sailor, just as I,
drunk as Hell on the pillowy smoke 
drowning in the unborn sky.
So now, my love, the cold is creeping, 
and with a winter’s lullaby, 
I unearth your sleep and the sorrow
buried deep beneath your eyes.

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Trenton Bebermeier is a third year student majoring in Music Performance and minoring in Japanese. He enjoys reading literature by Jack Kerouac, Charles Bukowski, Leonard Cohen, Aldous Huxley, Natsume Soseki, and Hemingway. When he is not reading or writing, he is making music and sound with whatever means currently at his disposal, as well as trying his hand in every creative medium available.