Broken Memories
10.21.05 (3:08 pm) [edit]
I was listening to a song with some sailing references yesterday afternoon , and that brought me to the beach.The one we use to walk every fall & winter of the nearly 5 years we lived in the Chesapeake Bay area in Maryland .
I Still See
through the cracks
of the weathered pier
those
foamy waves rolling
just beneath
sand heavy shoes
jacket pockets
bulged
with shells
bound for some
empty jar
on a full desk
the winter wind
hung on
pine-filled forests
behind our backs
and bitterly blew
us further
up the beach.