sometimes
it’s just me and the sea
down the long reach of the wind
under the sky’s yearning
the long lagoons of a storm
have beached like a whale
roaring
the surge-shredded seaweed
grasping at my legs
begging
blowing a whooley
squinting eyes unable to focus
as today slips over the horizon
of tomorrow’s surmise
Jim, I miss you on Twitter. Hope all is okay.
ReplyDeleteAll fine ~ Twitter was simply dysfunctional ~ Jim
ReplyDeleteGood to hear. I was worried, dude!
ReplyDeleteIndestructible that’s me 🤣🤪
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