Monday, July 31, 2006

an easement of the day

an easement of the day

Touched embracing,
triggered from so far away;
interlaced moon pull,
wind push and ship shapes,
the gentle tickle of refreshment
on a summer evening
plays symphonies
upon a parched soul.
The slipping of sand
trickles thoughts away.
Tomorrow, a desert,
more distant than the planets,
has no draw
on this moment.
Each returning wash
a wave of goodbye
an easement of the day.

2 comments:

Keith Wallis said...

It's the wife !

Rulan said...

I love the ocean, always have. Your poem brings the sea within reach. Way cool.