For a Breath

For a breath I tarry. There is a writer I discovered as a young child. He wrote about a make believe land where you followed the life of a noble prince wrongly thrown out of his world to live in ours. I escaped from my childhood life reading those books. It helped me get through each day in a world I did not want to live in. Later in my life I discovered that yes my world was not that bad as a child. I also discovered that there was more to this author, Roger Zelazny, than just the Amber series. I have read everything that has been published from his works. There may be more works published, but as he has been dead for some time now I don't imagine there is much more unpublished.

I started writing a few years ago. This poem is a small homage to Zelazny. I hope you enjoy.

For A Breath I Tarry


For a breath I tarry,
nor yet disperse apart.
Take my hand quick, tell me
what have you, in your heart.


Lead me to your secrets,
show me all of you, whole.
So that we may live
as two people, one soul.


For your breath I do wait
till the day this feeling
passes from waking thoughts
to leave my mind reeling.


Until that time I sit
with quiet, muted voice.
Afraid of losing you
I have only one choice.


For your breath I tarry,
nor yet disperse apart.
Take my hand quick, tell me
what you have in your heart.

Nate