Thursday, December 11, 2014

Watery Oblivion


The sea calls to me
The waves crash
The wind blows
and I am drawn to the roughness of the surf and the depth of the water


Today there is no sun A front is moving in

I am filled with tears I cannot shed
Perhaps my tears desire to mingle With the salty ocean
to merge with their perceived kin


For the first time in my life,I want to walk out into the surf 


                                                             2014 Nov 1