White gold days
soaked with humidity
browned by sun
staggered by loss
But a breeze blows
lifting weary head
taking the heart along
on the saltwater wind
Breakers over the seawall
washing the soul anew
as the water engulfs me
filling me with you
filling me with memory, and love.
19 August 2010
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Beautiful summer thoughts. My favorite part? "...browned by sun staggered by loss".
ReplyDeleteYes, something about the beach can be so poignant.
ReplyDeleteBreakers over the seawall, love that image.
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