Cerulean Sea Salt (Sonnet Ii) Poem by Jon Albert Zimmer

It seemed the Solstice would never arrive!
The excitement made sleep impossible.
With my dilemma, can our friendship thrive?
In naive dreams, everything seemed doable.

Anxious, we greet at the Dyke; soon I knew.
I botch the sad hue’s pronunciation.
“Nothing is changed…You should leave, ” lunch is through.
Oh heart's Cerulean emanation!

I leave to clarify vows and shield ring.
Lest change, lovely friendship is held at bay.
We part. I pray: “Oh! life, I’ve found your sting.”
Yet, you leave hope! “See you later” you say.

Which season claims true heart—right or righter,
You ever shine, my star—bright and brighter.

6/23/08