A Confession

I warned him not
to rock the boat
but as usual he
couldn’t help himself.

We ended up in
a half-embrace.
Betrayals gathered
like clouds & a storm

brewed. He tugged
at the jib of my fragile
emotions but they ripped
& blew away.

A giant wave crashed
on top of us and he began to
tumble overboard. I grabbed
his foot before he plunged

into the white-capped sea
but at the last second
I loosened my grip
and let go.

Jill G. Hall

This poem was first published in the
San Diego Poetry Annual
2014 – 2015.