Sister Sonnet

I see her now after so many years

The wind’s shivery gusts tug at her hair

Saving secrets that only she can hear

While like a sloop’s figurehead she stares.

I smell the salt air, I know she breathes too

Through those blood red lips that brought me such shame

And the sour taste of those words that ran true

But it is not that which gives cause to blame

What I cannot forget nor can forgive

Is how she, a flower bloomed and was freed

While I barely had a chance to still live

And was left scarred and wrinkled like a seed

She looks at me now and I turn away

Those eyes search for something I cannot say.