A cascade poem for the Daily Post prompt. I know, I use this painting often.

Miranda - The tempest, by John William Waterhouse
Miranda – The tempest *oil on canvas *100.4 x 137.8 cm *signed b.r.: J.W. Waterhouse / 1916


Waves curl green upon the sea,

Foam sprays salt upon the leaves,

I watch the line of night come near.


Setting sun turns red the rose tree,

Crimson stalks the summer wheat sheaves,

It will not light your boat, I fear.


No sail shines out despite my plea,

No boat bobs home to one who grieves,

The ocean keeps one I hold dear.


Still I wait and watch in sorrow,

My last voyage starts tomorrow.