A Stutter

The sun is old on water Yearling flakes keep whirling by "Carry me, me awry" Collapsing breaths discover Turning hope, new-boarded highs Receding howls dew the skies Closing eyes recover Amber light in wintery bed "Can you pull me under the cold, charred sea?" Whispered words of summer Fallen ode, a bawling bless Serenades the water and carries me anew In softest air, a stutter Steers the heart away from the bane Leaves the lasting sorrow and carries me anew