Friday, April 03, 2009



Fear and safety
complimentary clutches
at the hem of salty infinity.
Touching the robe
brings healing in its tide
caresses of effervescent balm.
The power restrains its arm
as the tears of the sea
wash over sanded feet
and smiles upon tiny toes.
This is yours, this is mine,
this is moment undefined
and generous
in its simplicity.


Jerry R. O'Neill said...

"Touching the robe brings healing in its tide." I do like that line and the association of the healing touch with the ebb and flow of the tide.

Thanks, Keith!

J.R. O'Neill

thoughts said...

beautiful poetry.