Then She Was Gone

A man and a woman, and what never was, passing along the shore.

He

was feeling

the clean breeze

from the salty ocean

come to wash away ugly sins

on a cool Autumn evening that October

as the seagulls flew high on an airy pathway

and the sand filtered his steps in dunes and grass

he saw her coming from some distance down the beach

she played with her wet dog 'mong shallow waves

tossing a big stick that was chased into surf

pants rolled up splashing as they went

and he could hear her laughing

then watched her smile

running as then

she was 

gone

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Barbara L. Brown

Author's Note

This is a triangle poem, with each side representing one of the characters, him, her, and her dog. The central theme is of, "two ships passing in the night," and something that never had the chance to be.

Reviews

[Leigh]

I like the triangular flag shape formation of your words, they have as much symmetry in looks as meaning. I also like the open ending and longing in the male character.