Tuesday, January 26, 2010

poem

At the ocean slowly walking,
Near the waters edge I stand.
While the breeze blows on my body,
I slide my fingers through the sand.

As a mist comes off the water,
I taste the salt upon my lips.
I see two children building castles,
In the distance passing ships.

I wonder why love can be like this,
Passing close but cannot touch.
I quickly think of something different,
To my heart this thoughts too much.

Sand crabs dance across the shoreline,
Into a hole, a fast retreat,
From their lair while closely watching,
As I pass they slip beneath.

Sea gulls glide across the water,
Their piping chord echoes to ring.
I realize my soul is empty,
With no love song it can sing.

The smell of freshness overwhelming,
The ocean green then turns to blue.
Down the shoreline I keep walking,
With a heart that breaks into.