We are Oceans Unending

On a beach I see

far away, 

water that’s warmer 

than that around my feet. 

Right here,

digging my toes into sand 

softened by waves

that lull like heartbeats, as soft. 

Behind, 

maybe your voice 

carried by gulls 

that drop a feather.

smile.

Sunlight warms waiting for you. 

Sunk to my ankles, 

feels like a universe swirling around them, 

so it’s hard to turn when you tap my shoulder. 

fall. laugh.

both of us smiling. 

Author's Note

I often like to write poetry as though I'm painting, where images are presented to the reader as though through brush strokes until the whole picture is seen. Other times I enjoy writing narrative. Consider that when reading this piece.

Reviews

[Chris]

I write because I can.

Good taste of heart to this one.

[UnendingOceans]

Heart was definitely a focus in this one.