Autumn left as Winter dawns,
yet a calm intensity begins.
Linger it does within the hues,
as pink takes blue to indigo.
Crisp longings linger within,
yet the calm sea calls to me.

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Autumn left as Winter dawns,
yet a calm intensity begins.
Linger it does within the hues,
as pink takes blue to indigo.
Crisp longings linger within,
yet the calm sea calls to me.

Siblings and cousins
Games an inflatable Tyre
Falling back; time stopped inside the sea
A hand pulls me from the depths
My brother saved me
Wavelets move.
I’m home now, she tells the sea.
A wavelet splashes her feet.
Is that your answer, she whispers.
The wavelet doesn’t touch her feet.
Looking to the lunar sky as light touches the sea surface, she asks the sea if it’s the moon.
A wavelet touches her feet.
Sitting on the sand,
soaking up the sea;
Salty inspiration.
Shore gazing,
the cold sea,
a look, a smile, a nod.
Gone within a gaze,
I mistook charm,
wit, and intelligence
for perspicacity.
Swimming in the sea,
I didn’t enter,
you teased me with
the depths.
Pulled under, gone.
Missing, then
washed up on a beach,
you didn’t need
to impress me.
Sorrow is a single bed,
alone with my
thoughts about you and
erased dreams.
Insufferable
Longing for the stormy sea
Green hills surround me
Saltwater soaked skin
Sand and shells in between my toes
Sea-swept hair lightened by the sun
Saltwater soaked soul
A faint whisper
from a long summer.
A dark blanket
from a cold winter.
By the sea,
By the hills,
By both, we
feel cool
against
the skin.
When we were young,
when you and I, you and me, we used to listen to the sea.
Now we live so far away,
in different places; foreign places so far away from where we used to listen to the sea.
Without knowing why,
at a random time of the day,
you and I, you and me, we will listen from afar to the sea.
Cafe latte chatter at midnight
Street markets on a warm spring night
The street vibe under the bright lights
You and I sit by the sea light
Midnight mango Lassi with moonlight