Drift Wood
I miss you as if I have never felt that feeling before
It reminds me of an ocean flat you walk over and peer through
not knowing what is beneathe you
if suddenly it will shatter and crash over me
and then leave me stranded on an unknown shore
the wind pulling my hair from my face the freshness - Alive Feelng -
the water over my toes it is clear and absolute
memories crest and barrel form the fragments that will never become whole again
This poem is about:
Our world