Storm driven waves crash
Over the harbour wall.
She stands rooted,
Eyes scouring the
Grey, rain lashed horizon.
She sees nothing, save
The tumultuous waves and
A flickering lighthouse.
Salt spray stings her
Pale worry pinched cheeks,
Mingling with
Fast flowing tears,
Streaming from
Red ringed, sea blue eyes.
Wild wind whips around her,
Tousling a mane of
Long blonde locks into
A frenzy of knots and curls.
Pulling her coat tight
About touch aching body
She strains her ears.
She hears nothing, save
The howling wind
And relentless
Crashing sea.