A Great Weight

A Great Weight
By: James Dubeau

A great weight
Is upon me
Pressing down
Pinning my back
To the mattress
Limbs slowly respond
But yet
Lack the strength
To propel my body
From under the weight
Darkness
Surrounds me
Blackness
Does not take me away
Green glowing numbers
Moonlight through the shade
Pervasive through closed lids
A motor turns over
Somewhere beyond
Audible through ringing silence
My mind cries out
Yearning for the black
Desolation
Silence
Peace

Black Sea

Black Sea
By: James Dubeau

My eyes rest upon
Light reflecting off the water
Rolling across the dark sea
With the white capped waves in
Ivan Ayvazovskiy’s
The Black Sea
The crashing waves
Bring my mind back
To my native homeland
Of the Main shoreline
Where I would have been
Looking out across the ocean
Watching the tide roll in
Under heavy cloud cover
Of looming storms
On a cold early morning
Where only the hope
Of the rising sun
To burn the dreary night away
Can bring a smile to my
Old and weary eyes